Luyện nghe bài hát Day Old Blues

Toss me a breath, you hold me down
Hot a razor on my face
Something's growing that don't me now
Paging the doctor in case

Low and behold are killing me
Silly of a dream
Girls are gonna the way I toss my hair
Boys are hate the way I seem

Day old, day old, day old
Day old, day old, day old,
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Peach lights spitting German ling
Feels like a or homeless sleep
At least there's a that I love to play
about a place I'll never see

Day old, day old, day old
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Betty, Betty, is a praying
Baby a man like a lung
Smell her crying fighting a fever
Mad as give up

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