Luyện nghe bài hát Black Mass

Now Madeline, friends don't understand the thing we have,
You sit up on the bed.
Leave the tv in the on,
Sometimes you don't quite know going on.
Your mother it's in your head.

I sit outside house, waiting.

So can I over?
I know I'm not a that you wish you'd have.
If faced the choice, dream so coy
of all the boys.

Let me tell you now, Madeline, when you were young did you think we wed?
I always did but said.
In the summer, in your favourite dress when all first loves left you such a mess, I'd come on over none the less.

I sit your house, waiting.

So can I over?
I know I'm not a dream that you you'd have.
If faced the choice, dream so coy
of all the boys.

I see you with those open sleeping eyes.
In the time under moonlight, under sweeping starless skies

So can I over?
I I'm not a dream that you wish you'd have.
If faced the choice, you'd so coy
of all the boys.