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

I love fucking country
And she loved me more I could imagine
So I till she slept then I stepped into traffic

Pan away from the to drift some more
Woke up in Texas next to a store
With a woman who even drink alcohol
Big letters IRONY on the wall
She was named for another flat
We had a strong then
In we had a bond
That never see the break of dawn
To damn of the queen trying to take the pawn
Threw that
Yes, yes out west
And got
the nurture that she gave me made me trip and get obsessed
There was a in Los Angeles
That handled the way the manual suggests (the way the manual suggests)
She me on to music that I never heard before
She told me stories a cup I had to learn to pour
And I don't know what hurt it
Professional journals or perpetual holes
Scarring up the dirty

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

Chicago inside of an empty
There's a thin line between gossip and
There's a house over near Wicker Park
I found out Smart 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 yours and whoever you in more
Look around you there's angels us
around you there's angels amongst us
Sitting in the rain at sidewalk cafe
Half of her wet in the ash tray
Just trying to find a lost to save
And I'm a lost soul trying to find a road paved
Keep faith in my suitcase my beliefs
Angels exist even seen some sleep
I love fucking country
And she loved me than I could imagine
So I waited till she slept then I stepped traffic