Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Follow Me

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

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

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

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

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

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