Luyện nghe bài hát Black Water Child

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

gonna be
A long winter
The skeletons of
My black child

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

gonna be
A crooked little
The of trees
My water child

She's walking home to the devil's
The bones, heavy hours
We out late, it's a lighthouse trait
And we'll take our time,