Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Bottles

Broken bottles under the
I'm kissing babies, wedding rings
Evaporation, it makes me
Of broken bottles the sink

Dear God, can I cut in
Dear God, am I wasting my

Broken bottles the skin
The pushes the pin
I can't afford to it thin
Broken under the skin

God, can I cut in line?
Dear God, am I wasting my

All broken bottles behind the
I'm filling head with kerosine
Intoxicated on esteem
All broken bottles the scenes

And now breathing in our policy
Keep getting bludgeoned by the
Our poor little policy
Now why the hell is this all

Dear God, can I cut in
Dear God, am I my time?

Can we on to me
Cause is sinking in denial
While my keep on chattering
How can you leave,
when the bloods up to my
And the doors of
It's ending

I don't want to relive
I want to relive it
I don't want to this
I want to relive it
I want to relive this
I want to relive it