Luyện nghe bài hát Besitos

You're my explosion.
A violin with no hands plays symphonies no words.
A boy with no voice prays someone up there's telling me,
You'd better not get up!
I spit my heart into red cup.
I'd better pick it back up, it might your night.

And she said,
"Baby, leave the by the bed for later,"
and I woke up a single drop.

I told myself I'm tired of holding up backup plans.
Go down your list and be satisfied if all you is not enough.

(True love comes from more just the heart)

She said paint a of me,
throw your dress up and your away.
Yeah, I what you said (no!)
A friend of a friend, these at the party never paid.
And if doesn't turn you on.
I'll keep talking till does.
As we're in sand, you roll over and smile.

I told I'm tired of holding up your backup plans.
Go down your and be satisfied it's all you have.
And until day,
I'll you flowers from the cemetery, red roses.
Red of the dead.
How it feel to breathe oxygen inside her head?

So say it, say I'm in love, you called me
crying your job, said you just got fired.
And you don't have a plan,
so don't me to understand.

(A diamond and a gun made of gold, she was covered in blood last seen in San Francisco)

Yeah!
We all breakdown.
Sometimes the bedroom walls my only friends,
but were there from beginning to end.

I'm tired of holding up backup plans.
Go down your list and be satisfied all you have.
You know never held a gun in my life,
but now I one around in case I see you tonight.
walls.
Oh, bedroom walls.
Oh, I what it tastes like.