Luyện nghe bài hát Aching to Pupate

Aching to
Aching to
Aching to
Aching to

to pupate
Aching to
Aching to
to pupate

I should butterflies
There's a in the city
I'll stand on a corner
All and giddy

When the pass by
I open up my trench coat
They see the butterflies
Dangling like Rolex's

morning I wake up
With a and a smirk
put on a fake mustache
I'll drink Heineken, eat

Then I'll my mom and dad
them that I'm doing fine
Or I'll write a letter
To a real friend of mine

Or jump up on the bed
Waltzing with the broomstick
But I leave the house
I will fill my with lipstick

But peddling is a dirty
competition in the city
Everyone is on a street
All mysterious and

Some are selling and shoes
Some are books and gold
I've been standing for days
Not one been sold
And how I'm

to pupate
Aching to
Aching to
Aching to

Aching to
Aching to
Aching to
Aching to