Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Lines

Can't be with the one you love, then love the one with
Spliff in the ashtray, red stripe, I the lid
Her touch tickles, especially she's gentle
But I don't hear her words 'cause I the instrumental
Keep the in the distance, moves are very hazy
No sunshine in my the way I deal is shady

Skip hip data to get the
Blue lines are the why the temple had to shatter
To the sound of surrounded by the mass
Her face is on the paper, not the strangers I pass
The ones that are looking to see if they are looking back at me

Are you predator, or do you me?

Yeah, while I'm this, I know
The place I really go
The one I but never gets near me

It's a day well, it seems as such
Beautiful thoughts I dream too much
Even if I told you, you still not know me
Tricky never does, Adrian mostly gets
How we live in this existence, being
upbringing, background Caribbean

It's the way that we
Sharing a
We cut the broken thread from
Mi 3D si sono Inglese
No in my life because the way I deal is hazy
And everyday's a 'cause I'm on my toes
While contemporaries of mine remaining

There's a looking glass she's looking
She hated me, but then she me too
I'd lie, not try, so I faith
Then to her to keep the faith
She told me, an occupation, or you lose your mind.'
And on a nine-to-five lemon, for the lime

Box clever, watch your system together
Crazy weather at the end of my

Massive in the area,
in the area, murderer

Some go softly, softly round the
in the right hand
They got no one to it at
Take a walk, Billy, be a hero
on minimal though almost touch zero
Excommunicated the brotherhood of man
To wander lonely as a anagram

Car paint blue, green, primer and
it to extremities, my purple and pink
I feel the fill my room beneath the patter of the rain
I can't stand the drops that down my windowpane
They wash away my shadow and even leave a mark upon my soul
They leave the in the dark

Blues get big, are even larger
Save enough space into the tricky
We'd what I saw from down in Darren's hall
People their claim
In stormy weather rain

But living on a see-saw
I try to see

da-ditty, nobody
Walking on sunshine, but, still, treading water
The son of many reasons for the daughter
knowledge, not acknowledging the jet-set
Silver of the sound within my Budakon headset
The solar system in wisdom
The children dance as the kissed them

To Massive Attack, Matt Black appear beads
Two hours traveling, so I wrote on repeat
Always fast, people getting jumpy
Where on Gruggy falls I just do the Crumpy
Microphones held close, far apart
Take my of mind, and sign my name across your heart