Luyện nghe bài hát Balmville Motel

I you well in the Balmville Motel.
me was what you did well.
Gave to my your charms without end.
And to me you nothing but hell.

And were the reasons and that was
Newburgh, I was I was nothing I was flesh.
And you were a whose flesh did not cease,
for tyrants to slaves to say please.

And those you have saved lie still in graves
with stories and true.
Those you have hurt, well found their worth
in they did not choose.
of taste, was it my face?
Cruelty of sin, was it my

I remember you well in the Motel
like the you could not foresee.
Me in song and in void,
and you gave birth to someone me.

I took the guitar that your father once
and I laid my songs down at feet.
And what did I win, heart without skin?
Is that something feed to boys who say please?

And those you have saved lie still in their
stories dirty and true.
Those that you hurt well they found their
in they did not choose.
Cruelty of taste, was it my
of sin, was my body too thin?

I've focusing well on the things I must sell.
After ten you learn to be fierce.
Like an old Balmville you might never see
me. And thirty or more we'll be no more.