Luyện nghe bài hát An Illustration of Loneliness (Sleepless in New York)

I lay awake at
Staring at the
Counting all the backwards
In my French
Reminds me of a book I
in a surgery
All palmistry
I what's in store for me

I the plaster
Is the on my palms
And the are representative
Of what is on
I a breath
My love line seems with death
(Could be a web)
...I'm of you too

I lay awake at
at the ceiling
It's a of off-white
Maybe it's a
oily residue
Seeping from the
art-deco-necromantic-chic
All the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish
baguettes wrapped loose around their necks
I I'm hungry
...I'm of you too

I'm of you too
I'm of you too
I'm of you

what you're doing
What listening to
quarter of the moon
You're viewing from the
all the movies
Drinking all the
at the pool
...I'm of you too

I'm of you too
I'm of you too
I'm of you too
I'm of you too
I'm of you