Luyện nghe bài hát Black Water Child

Down here underneath the
It's to cope
Don't hide your face in hands 'cause if your eyes play tricks
outta my control

It's be
A cold winter
The of trees
My black water

If you don't me, well, don't shove me out into the dark
a flashlight or a spark
And these stitches cling like to my arms
For all my

It's be
A crooked little
The skeletons of
My black child

walking home to the devil's flowers
The bones, heavy hours
We stayed out late, it's a lighthouse
And take our time, time