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

I lay at four
at the wall
Counting all the backwards
In my French
Reminds me of a book I
Read in a
All palmistry
I wonder in store for me

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

I lay awake at
at the ceiling
It's a kind of
Maybe a cream
oily residue
Seeping from the
art-deco-necromantic-chic
All the dinner plates are kitsch with Irish
French baguettes wrapped 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

Wondering what you're
you're listening to
Which quarter of the
viewing from the bedroom
Watching all the
Drinking all the
Swimming at the
...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