Luyện nghe bài hát Ana Ng

Make a hole with a gun
To the name of this in a desktop globe
Exit in a foreign nation
Showing the home of the one, was written for

My apartment looks down from there
Water the wrong way out the sink
And her is a backwards record
It's a whirlpool and it never ends

Ana Ng and I are old
And we still walked
In the of each other's majestic presence

Listen Ana, my words
the ones you would think
I would say, "If was a me for you"

All alone at the '64 Fair
dolls yelling, "Small girl after all"
Who was at the Pavilion?
Why was the bench still Who had been there?

Or the time when the tangled up the wire
To the horn on the pole at the bus
And in back of the of hearing
These are the words that the voice was

Ana Ng and I are old
And we haven't walked
In the of each other's majestic presence

Listen Ana, hear my
the ones you would think I would say
"If was a me for you"

When I was once
I saw painted on a bridge
"I don't want the world, I want your half"

They don't need me here and I know you're
Where the world goes by the humid air
And it sticks like a broken

Everything like a broken record
Everything sticks until it away
And the is, we don't know anything

Ana Ng and I are old
And we still haven't
In the glow of each other's majestic

Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you would think I say
"If was a me for you"

Ana Ng and I are old
And we still walked
In the glow of other's majestic presence

Ana, hear my words
They're the ones you think I would say
"If was a me for you"

Ana Ng and I are old
And we still walked
In the glow of each other's majestic

Listen Ana, my words
They're the ones you would think I say
"If was a me for you"

Ana Ng and I are old
And we still haven't
In the glow of other's majestic presence

Listen Ana, hear my
They're the ones you think I would say
"If was a me for you"