Luyện nghe bài hát Dry Off Your Cheeks

My old heart, it's 13 hours
Too much to you my
My and now I cower
Looking at you, at you
Oh shit, well, I'll cook a brew

Love it, oh, sometimes at least I fall,
Put it up, I was to call home

Well, I to the two step, look at you swing
Not sure what I mean, don't what I sing
I just dance on the string
Move it down when coming up

it down when you're tip toe dancing
Enhancing all the pressure
All this place every night and day
Well, you're in a rat

Shouting back to the people
[Incomprehensible] in the cold top
no screaming
My dear will dry off your cheeks

I've never been down to the
Too much of can bring
You right back to more, oh me
Losing myself in this

You see me, see me
See me, see me, me
See me, see me
What's in my

In a test, no one protest
When you so damn scared
Live for the life and the I lead
And lead in the life 'cause I play fair

My old heart, it's been 13
Too much of you, my
My and now I cower
Looking at you, at you
Oh shit, well, cook myself a brew

I got my own way home, I got my own
So, why you looking at me like you my
I got my own of groovy
Smoking too much and
You bring yourself down in
Biddy bye, biddy bye, biddy bye buh bye

To the love and the living and the live cut
She's all in the while I drink whiskey
And I look to the corner, about me
All about me, oh, go self

you walk with a pelvis, white boy Elvis
Dance this floor much quicker than you
Look at this, look at boys
Think they're impressing but ain't do shit

I'm on groove from the loosing
As I use your ass, I go moving, the tears
Not for myself, not for you, honey, have no

And now I to the floor
the old piano goes crashing
Sometimes I'm not sure I'm gonna do
But I here for more
I take my match, desperate passion, fewer facts

My old heart, it's 13 hours
Too much to you my
My dear and now I
at you, looking at you
Oh shit, well, I'll cook a brew

My old heart, it's 13 hours
Too to you my friend
My and now I cower
Looking at you, at you
Oh shit, well, cook myself a brew

My old heart, it's been 13
Too much to you my
My and now I cower
at you, looking at you
Oh shit, well, I'll cook a brew

Love it, oh, sometimes at I fall, shit
Put it up, I was to call sometime