Luyện nghe bài hát Achin' To Be

Well, kind of like an artist
Sittin' on the
finishes, she abandons
Never a soul

And she's kind of like a
rushes to see
And no one it
Sittin' in their

She opens her to speak and
What out's a mystery
Thought about, not
achin' to be

Well, she alone in nightclubs
other day of the week
People look through her
Baby doll, your cheek

And she's kind of like a
Who finds it to speak
Poems so slowly
Like the colors a sheet

She opens her to speak and
What comes out's a
Thought about, not
She's to be

I've been for a while now, friend
I've been achin' for years

Well, she's kind of an artist
Who paints no more
You never show me what you're
show a soul

Well, I saw one of pictures
There was nothin' that I see
If no on your canvas
Well, I'm to be

She closes her mouth to and
And her eyes to see
Thought about and only
She's to be, just like me