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 cones a little better.
Everything today will a pineapple back.
And I've made a lot of miles year
But the miles don't mean much when they always cycle me to you.
Always like a toy to your finger.
You walk me like a dog and I'm of rolling over.

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

Limited to haunt
Thankful for the I've got

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

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

range to haunt
Thankful for the I've got

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

Limited to haunt
Thankful for the I've got