Luyện nghe bài hát Breath Control

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

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

I sat astride his chest, 'It's a thrill,' he said,
As he relaxed on the dark, dark bed, 'it's breath control.'
He 'Hold me here' and I did and his head fell back.
He whispered 'Press and I did and his eyes rolled back.
It's just breath control. breath 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 then five then ten,
He coming up again.
I on for twelve.
I saw him and thrash and twist
And he was still, I lifted away my wrists
And at my hands
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 river where we to swim
And a later in a shop, I was stopped by a man.
He said, 'I know you're looking for that's hard to find
And I think I what you have in mind.'
And he led me to a case
And looked into my face...
just... control.'