Luyện nghe bài hát Catapult

Both
In softly came the from both sides
And if his splits the mist
Just think of what he's of with his kiss

try
You turn away, but nice try
He'll turn your to little building blocks
And with his index finger flicks you on your

I go high
He'll talk and make your voice high pitched
Dread to think if he got you on own
And in your ear in that baritone

the same stone
His heart was cut out of the same
That they use to his jaw
It's impossible not to feel

And he could catapult you
To your daddy or any hissing misery
And he tell you how the day after a triumph
Is as hollow as the day after a

extinguish any chance of escape
When he slaps you on arse or kisses your nape
And he's without saying bye

And would queue up to listen to him
Pissing and hang around to watch some poor blub
And then they'd chase him down the
Incessantly pestering him to let him the club

He knows how to put a in the fuss
And how to shut up the charming ones of us

And I've him talking to your lady friend
There's a dust track waiting for
he'll teach you all the bits they missed