Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

Skin off lightning
Breathing flames from thoraces
Your go gray finding
You lock gaze on to my face

Heavy eye on the roadside
from the street lights

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

I'm a kite in the breeze just
Restlessly seeking images a child 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 I would've grown back
I'll with him
Showing all my
Then go
go home

I to dream of

When I was
With miniature
Good with killing
Our cells
Is called living
Or else
Or something

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