Luyện nghe bài hát Breath Control

Who want a good girl, a soft hand,
A gentle for a gentleman?
He said, been fine so far but after a while
I more than a soft style.
I want slashes
To go with long eyelashes.'
And so the bedroom became the room
But a later he wanted something more,
Something I quite prepared for.
He said, 'Every woman has an
And every girl secretly wants to switch.'

'I like how the skins look on white hands.
I'd like you to one of my demands.'
He said, 'Every woman has an
And every nice girl to switch.'
He led me in and lit the room with a candles
And said 'God gives you more than you can handle.'

I sat his chest, 'It's 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 something creep up like 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 away 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,
'It's a thrill,' he said,
'just a thrill. It's breath control.'

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