Luyện nghe bài hát 12:03 [Explicit]

12: 03 PM on a morning,
I'm waiting on this to call me.
I'm learning to roll cones a better.
Everything today will a pineapple back.
And made a lot of miles this year
But the miles don't mean much when they cycle me back to you.
Always tethered like a toy to finger.
You walk me like a dog and I'm sick of over.

Now I'm swinging broad and and random,
direction takes me away from you,
That's the direction I head in.

Limited to haunt
for the friends I've got

I want what I want, not what you've got to to me,
Well maybe that's naivety, but as as I'm still breathing
I to live a little bit reckless.
Whatever takes the off and alleviates the swelling.
Well you only ever really know you're
totally sure that you're dying.
Maybe we get where we wanna go. I don't know. it.
Maybe the earth up and swallows us whole

if I got to learn to stand and then I'm pretty sure
That I can work myself up a run.
And keep heading your direction.

Limited range to
Thankful for the friends got

Sometimes you get a little high to get some new perspective.
If there's a chance I could share the with you.
And I keep for you to call.

Limited range to
for the friends I've got