Luyện nghe bài hát Dragonfly's Intro

If the world is civilized
Then I'm the faerie child
Of whom the prophets
Would songs until the lyrics died
But I've been with my unborn child
I sent him aborted songs to his unformed limbs in

I'm Grace in this sin thing with my titties out prowling this tee-dot club
Eyes on a Reebok thug, looking for soft boy parts to my mattress comfy
I their bones into melancholy melodies
As for the brokenhearted girls who's stereos pump me

I'm a grown-ass woman with little girl
A Jewish cornbread pie like your Mom makes at green eyes
I fall to pieces, Patsy faerie preacher

I'm at the hip hop head-bopping in the back
Smoking that'll burn
During intermission, I'm in the club
Hold up in a stall praying in earnest for Jeff return
Thank for you, thank heaven for you, thank heaven for you
I'm a studio rat, designer geared, Toronto kid, brat
Bad gal, war child, bookworm, Sierra Leone cat
I'm a little gal
Who don't no back chat
Unless in the dark
I might be in the now
But a mother fucker just out of Regent Park

But into my civil eyes, really
sing you all some civil lies
And take you from your civil
And you that I'm civilized
Nearly, nearly,