Luyện nghe bài hát Breath Control

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

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

I sat astride his chest, 'It's 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 fell back.
He whispered 'Press and I did and his eyes 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 three then five then ten,
He wasn't 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 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 slipped off the
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 something that's to find
And I think I have what you in mind.'
And he led me to a case
And deep into my face...
just... control.'