Luyện nghe bài hát Breath Control

Who wouldn't want a girl, a soft hand,
A woman for a gentleman?
He said, 'It's been fine so far but after a
I want than a soft style.
I some slashes
To go with those eyelashes.'
And so the bedroom became the room
But a year he wanted something more,
Something I wasn't prepared for.
He said, woman has an itch
And every nice girl secretly to switch.'

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

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

I saw him go pale. I saw him up,
I felt something creep up a taste for this.
a reward.
A of love,
A of lustmord.
It was a minute then three then five ten,
He coming up again.
I on for twelve.
I saw him and thrash 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. It's breath control.'

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