Luyện nghe bài hát Boy Gets What He Wants

it's hard to these letters look as beautiful as you
a too soft, too frail to be uttered
or be placed in dreams

my blood was an ink tonight

with lips and hands that will never meet
please that these are the years
and i just can't bare to see wasted

my blood was an ink tonight
on the of photographs
these fall short of our last goodbye

when gold-capped
brings the pain of
as the seasons
as the seasons

up you fuckers
this is last release
your libations are to me
bottoms up you
this is your release
your libations are to me