Luyện nghe bài hát 32 Lines

I want your hand across my
I want breasts upon my back
I want your pain to rip through me
I am death, you are my wrath

Ill take your hand the threshold
Ill take your as art of fact
Ill take your right down to my throat
You are my loss, I am map

I find your eyes, they give me
I find lips, they give me peace
I find need to take me over

Open my heart, Ill you stories
my legs, Ill read your mind
Open my mail, Ill tell youre
You are my fate, Im your

Ill you over, the city burning
Ill you home to province town
Ill you down the soft dunes yearning
Youre my vision, I am your

I to be your handsome woman
I to feel the crease of time
I long to free Medusas
Im water, you are mine

I need to carve your in pavement
I need to die in your
I to keep a grave engagement
my power, Im your disgrace