Luyện nghe bài hát Coming up Roses

I'm a junkyard full of starts
And I don't need permission
To bury my under this bare light bulb

The moon is a cell
It'll you in time
You cold white riding your blood
Like spun in sore eyes

While the moon does its division you're below
And coming up roses
you go red roses follow

The things you tell yourself
kill you in time
You cold white brother alive in your
in the night sky

While the moon its division you're buried below
And you're up roses
Everywhere you go red
So you got in a kind of trouble that knows
And you're up roses
Everywhere you go red