Luyện nghe bài hát Black Water Child

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

It's be
A long winter
The of trees
My black child

If you love me, well, don't shove me out into the dark
Without a or a spark
And these stitches cling like bitches to my
For all my

It's be
A crooked little
The of trees
My black water

She's home to the devil's flowers
The broken bones, heavy
We stayed out late, it's a trait
And take our time, time