Luyện nghe bài hát Breath Control

Who wouldn't want a good girl, a hand,
A woman for a gentleman?
He said, been fine so far but after a while
I want more a soft style.
I want some
To go with those eyelashes.'
And so the became the black room
But a later he wanted something more,
I wasn't quite prepared for.
He said, 'Every has an itch
And nice girl secretly wants to switch.'

'I like how the look on your white hands.
I'd you to deliver one of my demands.'
He said, 'Every has an itch
And every girl wants to switch.'
He led me in and lit the room with a candles
And 'God never gives you more than you can handle.'

I sat astride his chest, just a thrill,' he said,
As he on the dark, dark bed, 'it's just breath control.'
He whispered 'Hold me here' and I did and his head back.
He whispered 'Press harder' and I did and his rolled back.
It's just breath control. Just control.

I saw him go pale. I saw him up,
I felt something creep up like a for this.
a reward.
A of love,
A of lustmord.
It was a minute three then five then ten,
He coming up again.
I on for twelve.
I saw him seize and and twist
And when he was still, I lifted my wrists
And looked at my
And to understand.

'It's a thrill' I said
As he on the dark, dark bed.
I sat his chest,
just a thrill,' he said,
'just a thrill. just breath control.'

it was over, I slipped off the skins
And them in the river where we used to swim
And a year later in a shop, I was by a man.
He said, 'I know you're looking for something that's hard to
And I think I have you have in mind.'
And he led me to a glass
And deep into my face...
just... control.'