Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

Skin off like
Breathing from thoraces tray
Your eyes go finding
You lock your on to my face

Heavy eye on the roadside
Swinging the street lights

I hope by the morning I will have grown
By the morning I will have back
I'll with him
Show him all my
Then go
I'll go

I'm a flying kite in the just
Restlessly seeking images a child to help them sleep
I was thinking that I should see
Just to find out I'm alright

By the morning I grown back
By the morning I would've back
I'll with him
all my skin
Then go
I'll go

I to dream of

When I was
With lungs
night with killing
Our cells
Is called living
Or something
Or something

By the morning I would've back
By the morning I would've grown
By the morning I would've back
By the morning I would've back