Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Follow Me

Filling me up is lust to lay down my cross
As the sun melts down the
grim, stupid, street is grinning
Skip my heart a beat
Still no vincent scissors shall cut my
Or how else in this miserable life I hear
And rush to the whip, the and the drums

Don't you me. don't you follow me.
you follow me... march hare

As fond of white as I am
I cram my with your sanity
Just enough to stay outside the hide and seek
The time there is something to make you sleep
And it you ill
For the next time may be if I wake at all

Don't you follow me. don't you me.
you follow me... march hare

The girl in the white dress promise
She too much
Hope she enjoys it it happens, if it happens at all

you follow me. don't you follow me.
Don't you me... march hare