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

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

Pan away from the backyard to drift more
Woke up in Texas next to a liquor
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 we had a bond
That would never see the of dawn
To afraid of the queen trying to take the pawn
Threw away
Yes, yes headed out
And got
With the nurture that she gave me me trip and get obsessed
There was a in Los Angeles
That handled the way the manual suggests (the way the manual suggests)
She turned me on to that I never heard before
She me stories from a cup I had to learn to pour
And I know what hurt it more
Professional journals or burn holes
Scarring up the dirty

Found a hollow hole in the Colorado
It's like I anywhere el Diablo go
Took a stroll with a
And sat while the snow flakes fell into the design
Can't let her up on top on the top floor
Been there done what do you think it's locked for?
I've more to my traveling soul
Then I to talk about so I'll be out I'll be on the road
Down, down, in Gainesville
No stranger to shame, Coletrane, and pills
Sometimes the is to easy to stare at
But it keeps me a forest full of snare taps and bear traps
And it can't come without the sun beams
And it ain't complete without the beats
I can tell she don't me as is
to climb back into the van and make the back stiff
I had to add one story to the infinite
Already interwoven through a New York
Ex-lover and a friend
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 wait for a
While I if I'll be able to hear it from the freeway

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