Luyện nghe bài hát Braille

She was lying on the floor and counting marks
She hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't a god
So she named the Elvis
To make up for the royalty he

And from then on it was and patches
From then on it was cold Campbell's the can
And they were just two jerks with matches
'Cause that's all they knew how to

And it was raining cats and dogs outside of her
And she knew they were destined to sacred road kill on the way
And she was listening to the sound of shaking
Thinking puddles and, puddles and mistakes

'Cause it's been and patches
been cold, cold Campbell's from the can
They were just two jerks with matches
'Cause all they knew how to play
When they knew how to

Elvis never could carry a
She thought about this irony as she stared at the moon
She was the years with her fingers on her skin
Saying why don't I begin

With turpentine and
With cold, cold Campbell's the can
After all I'm a jerk playing with matches
It's that he's not around to play along, yeah

I'm still an asshole playing with
out wishes, blowing out dreams
Just sitting and trying to decipher what
What's written in Braille my skin, oh yeah
On this

She was on the floor and counting stretch
She was lying on the floor and stretch
She was lying on the floor, lying, lying, lying and counting