Listen to the sound clip I wish I was a skellyton, so tall, so fresh So sure, see eyes, oh I wish I was a skellington So called, so come, go be mine, I'd rattle my bones With the sleeping whispers of lost, lost to be Supreme meek, so so slow until the moon rise A new shoe, sue mine, follow the shoe fit, slip slipped. from Metal #4 Song Generator:
I wish I was a skellyton, so tall, so fresh So sure, see eyes, oh I wish I was a skellington So called, so come, go be mine, I'd rattle my bones With the sleeping whispers of lost, lost to be Supreme meek, so so slow until the moon rise A new shoe, sue mine, follow the shoe fit, slip slipped.
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