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Like My Version

作词/作曲/编曲/制作人:YL/Billie Ellish

I know that is not my version on telling you are

Copying a lot of generated false seem you are not capture up

A sound cross the ABCD

Till you like dance some ultra lonely

Reach the typical oily food and nobody want to eat high blood those will pain make me fool like a game never said you like a neme 

A good verification

Those sound written to all the painfulness and those kind of separation between you and me cross the tree like a Jeffrey Food Corner

A brilliant star upper down A fishing cup under the sea a Russian Gulated is being make a me to the next version 

Make a cool garlic 

Open the door Like My Version

Close the door Like My Version

A season of next Like My Version

The painting Like My Version

Journey of fall Like My Version

Open the stereo Like My Version

A pain of the dull Like My Version

Gallway seem in the next poke Like My Version

International Busy Localise Very Creative nobody like my version so many fall in the reaching in the dark always being the one a plain of madra