Luyện nghe bài hát Angelface (multiples 5 Vs Travel 4)

I this fucking country
And she loved me more than I could
So I waited she slept then I stepped into traffic

Pan away the backyard to drift some more
Woke up in Texas to a liquor store
With a woman who don't drink alcohol
Big letters IRONY on the wall
She was named for another flat
We had a back then
In common we had a
That would see the break of dawn
To damn afraid of the queen to take the pawn
that away
Yes, yes headed out
And got
With the nurture that she gave me made me and get obsessed
There was a lady in Los
That this the way the manual suggests (the way the manual suggests)
She me on to music that I never heard before
She told me from a cup I had to learn to pour
And I don't what hurt it more
Professional journals or perpetual burn
up the dirty floor

Found a hole in the Colorado snow
It's I follow anywhere el Diablo go
Took a stroll with a
And sat silent while the snow flakes into the design
let her dance up on top on the top floor
Been there done that what do you think it's locked
I've lost more to my traveling
Then I care to talk so I'll be out I'll be on the road
Down, down, in Gainesville
No stranger to shame, Coletrane, and pain
the ceiling is to easy to stare at
But it keeps me from a forest full of snare taps and traps
And it can't come without the sun beams
And it ain't complete without the drum
I can tell she want me as is
Time to climb into the van and make the back stiff
I had to add one more to the infinite
Already interwoven through a New cigarette
Ex-lover and a friend
best lover and an ex-friend hoping for sentiment
and the rhythm of religion on the PA
Make the people say
God the DJ
She stays to for a replay
While I wonder if I'll be to hear it from the freeway

Chicago inside of an bottle
a thin line between gossip and gospel
There's a over there near Wicker Park
Where I found out was afraid of the dark
Had to her heart just to help me heal up
Tie a knot in the just to help me seal up
And sure them demons stay beneath the core
Pray for you and and whoever you believe in more
Look around you angels amongst us
Look around you there's angels us
Sitting in the rain at some cafe
of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
Just trying to find a soul to save
And I'm a lost soul to find a road that's paved
faith in my suitcase pack my beliefs
Angels exist even seen some sleep
I love this country
And she loved me more I could imagine
So I waited till she then I stepped into traffic