Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

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

Heavy eye clothing on the
Swinging from the lights

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

I'm a flying in the breeze just
Restlessly images a child needs to help them sleep
I was thinking that I see someone
Just to find out that I'm

By the morning I would've back
By the morning I would've back
escape with him
Showing all my
Then go
go home

I to dream of

When I was
With lungs
night with killing
Our brain
Is this called
Or something
Or else

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