Luyện nghe bài hát Drifting

With your wild, the pace
Taste the of the waste
With your wild, your sweet
your cold black-eyed teeth
I close my eyes and I pray, yes I

Let it slide, let it
me and everything I've done
For I am stupid, I am

I this one and I taste the tracks
I taste the tracks of the waste in my
And you face me

I must be somewhere

I in my hand but it's hard
So hard to see
The burning is
Is only here to through

But here it is harder than a screaming fist and I it
It's dark your smile and I can follow through

Let it slide, let it
Ignore me and I've done
For words, like bullets they know to come
And the tracks, and taste the tracks
Of the waste in my and you face me instead

Well, ignore me and everything I
For I am stupid, I am

I held in my hand but it's
So to see reason
It's dark behind smile
And I can through
I close my and I pray, yes I pray

With your wild, call the
the track of the waste
With your wild, with sweet
With your cold black-eyed