Luyện nghe bài hát Butterfly Collector

So you finally got you wanted
You've achieved aim by making the walking lame
And you just can't get any higher
You use senses to suss out this week's climber

And the small fame that you've
Has brought you into cult
But to me still a collector

There's tarts and but you're much more
a different kind 'cause you want their minds
And you don't care 'cause you've got no pride
just that face on your pillowcase that thrills you

And you looking much older
And your fashion sense is second like your perfume
But to you in little dream world
You're still the queen of the butterfly

As you carry on 'cause it's all you
You can't light a fire, you cook or sew
You get day to day by filling your head
But you surely must know the appeal between legs
Has off

And I don't about morals
the world's insane and we're all to blame anyway
And I don't any sorrow
Towards the kings and queens of the collectors

tarts and whores but you're much more
You're a different 'cause you want their minds
And you just don't care you've got no pride
It's just face on your pillowcase that thrills you

You carry on 'cause all you know
You can't a fire, you can't cook or sew
You get from day to day by filling your
But you surely know the appeal between your legs
Has off

And I don't feel any
the kings and queens of the butterfly collectors