Luyện nghe bài hát Breath Control

Who wouldn't a good girl, a soft hand,
A gentle for a gentleman?
He said, 'It's fine so far but after a while
I want more than a style.
I want slashes
To go with those eyelashes.'
And so the bedroom the black room
But a year later he something more,
Something I quite prepared for.
He said, 'Every woman has an
And every nice girl wants to switch.'

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

I sat astride his chest, just a thrill,' he said,
As he relaxed on the dark, dark bed, 'it's just control.'
He whispered 'Hold me here' and I did and his fell back.
He whispered harder' and I did and his eyes rolled back.
just breath control. Just breath 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 then then five then ten,
He wasn't up again.
I on for twelve.
I saw him seize and thrash and
And when he was still, I lifted my wrists
And at my hands
And to understand.

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

When it was over, I off the skins
And drowned them in the river we used to swim
And a year 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 what you have in mind.'
And he led me to a glass
And looked into my face...
just... control.'