Luyện nghe bài hát Chelsea Lovers

When he her
He down there
his velvet pills
And her hair
In a so dark
They could crawl
With orange
On walls
It was Saturday
And he felt death
She wanted to be loved
anybody else
Saturday
And the clock stopped
She like a loser
On top or the
The lovers
With lips
Mascara
a magazine strip
Chelsea
In a vicious
lipstick futures
Like a of clowns
Strange
In the eider
oblivion
Waiting to be
Holes in the
Where these beasts lain
Awake until
With ice in veins
each other
Their never met
He wanted to be straight
It happened to him yet
Both of them
But they can't
What it is friendship
Makes you hold your own
The Chelsea
Oh how can talk
With tongues connected
And skin like chalk
Chelsea
joined at the hip
With the power of
At fingertips
lovers
With their limbs
Making moon sized
From molecule minds
Stardust
In a cartoon
Two lovers
In a room.