Luyện nghe bài hát Betty Wrong

Till the sun blisters and
And lamb ceases to graze
When the of the comb
Tears my from the bone

I'll be light
When the shadows fall the wall
Then life be done
And it just won't at all

I was from a hand
on grime, goodwill and screams
Now your breath fills my
Now there is you till life is

I'll roll ball
the stars can't make me cry
Then will be done
And it won't matter at all

Not at all
When the of the comb
Tears my