Luyện nghe bài hát Casual Sex

Casual sex, is it
(Yes)
I think time to find out why
And I fall asleep, it's nighttime

In a dream there's a and a soldier
They're walking through the sand and a morgue
In an there's a hostess who has carried our friend
And him into a drawer

She his file, the air is cold
Down the aisle we her
I'm thinking casual sex, the

Casual sex, the life's the same as mine
And attracted to a nun
But the feeling of sex is nothing yet
A new wave standing next to a young nun

The nun just has to pace, her Gothic skirt over her
They're warmer toward the insides and their tops
"The inexistence of time" is not a painting, it's
They're into robes and gloves, goblet glass and

The of sex is nothing possible yet
A new soldier is standing next to a young nun
The sound of her voice, and the of the robe
Are getting thinner as the whip to speak

The nun just strikes a
The soldier's hits the floor
He's walking backward until pinned
stained glass