Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Jonquil

3rd Jonquil,
Empty pill, torn out
This is the friction
We

Electric, broken ghost, she sick
Frozen feet, little slumber's
Lifeless old

This motives, subliminal notice
How was I supposed to
And when I go to sleep the monitor
Never beeps when I'm in trance
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt

Hypnosis, T
He knows this hurt
The poems
Does she him like she used to?

For you, he the cruel heroes
seen the worst in me
Is this all I have to
To say

The devil's at my but I won't let him in yet
I've got you to raise my chin and if it's all a
And you're not what you seem
Well, I'll sleep in
This dream illuminates what you mean to me

time for me to leave
The upon my sleeve
You were the one
I believed, I believed, I