Luyện nghe bài hát Breath Control

Who wouldn't want a girl, a soft hand,
A gentle for a gentleman?
He said, 'It's been so far but after a while
I want more a soft style.
I some slashes
To go those long eyelashes.'
And so the bedroom the black room
But a year later he something more,
Something I wasn't prepared for.
He said, woman has an itch
And every nice secretly 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 nice girl wants to switch.'
He led me in and lit the room with a hundred
And said 'God never gives you more you can handle.'

I sat his chest, 'It's just a thrill,' he said,
As he relaxed on the dark, dark bed, 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.
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 three then five 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 looked at my
And to understand.

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

When it was over, I off the skins
And drowned them in the river where we used to
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 have you have in mind.'
And he led me to a case
And looked deep my face...
just... control.'