Luyện nghe bài hát Bathtime

There's a city filth that
All my naked hands
Deep weave of the clothes I wear

And every step brings
Every hour some more
Till I'm on the side, leaning on your door

Are the taps running,
Is the air thick steam?
Can I find place, to cry these tears of shame?

Every step another
hour adds some more
Till I'm on the side, leaning on your door

There's a smell, so sweet sickly
It follows me into the
Hangs in the air like perfume

I bathe in it, darling
Got on my hands and knees
Got in so far, I became, a part of it all

been wading through it
Don't you it's up to my neck?
And it won't be 'fore it's over my head
And it's the of you in my mind, keeps me

Thought I knew streets, and how they turn
Could always my way home
There's something there, leave it alone

The trains run all night
We could everything behind
Just bring that dress you bought, when we met

I know it's faded,
I know it's tattered and
In that dress, I never love you more

been wading through it
Don't you know up to my neck?
And it be long 'fore it's over my head
And I can it into my love, breathe it in