Luyện nghe bài hát Betty Wrong

Till the sun and sprays
And lamb ceases to graze
When the of the comb
my face from the bone

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

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

I'll your ball
Till the can't make me cry
Then life be done
And it just won't at all

Not at all
When the of the comb
my face