Luyện nghe bài hát Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed On The Roof Of The Chelsea Hotel

Pull down the shades, kill the morning
Let's the morning, let it die
Well, your eyes out a warning
There will be another morning, and tonight

long hours sick with singing
Sick singing the same song
In the walls, they'll be drinking
Let's cash my check and along

Old times, hello, hey, missed you
Old life, hey now, let me in
you win on every issue
Now, can I you
Don't you how long it's been
It has been so many years, I lived my
But in every bed, it led me
They bloom on what was burning
And it grew, the fire

And now nothing to consume
It's turned on me in my room
Where I'll burn, you I'm finished
I'm not winning
Well, go on,

So, take me, I'm yours, starship
Sparkling stars your lights as they lift off the loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against
I'll let all these fine fold into me
The from the space lights illumines the sea as the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing
We'll take them

And we'll take this man almost passed out
Cause we're sure he needs a hand
He he can't stand
And we pick him up
He asks us this ship will land
But he knows we know it isn't down
He knows we we'll fly so far
Til stars hold him in all around
Til he forgets the
Til he the crawling way
Real sometimes are

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