Luyện nghe bài hát Dry Off Your Cheeks

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

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

Well, I dance to the two step, look at you
Not sure what I mean, know what I sing
I dance on the harpsichord string
Move it down you're coming up

Lose it when you're tip toe dancing
Enhancing all the prancing
All around this place every and day
Well, you're in a rat

back to the oldest people
[Incomprehensible] in the top steeples
no screaming
My they will dry off your cheeks

I've never down to the factor
Too much of can bring
You back to tragedy more, oh me
Losing myself in race

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

In a hectic test, no one
When you look so damn
for the life and the love I lead
And lead in the life I never 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, I'll cook 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 kinds of
Smoking too and drinking
You bring down in pain
Biddy bye, biddy bye, biddy bye buh bye

To the love and the living and the live cut
She's all in the floor while I drink
And I look to the corner, think me
All about me, oh, never go

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

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

And now I break to the
When the old piano goes
Sometimes I'm not what I'm gonna do
But I ain't for more
I take my last match, passion, fewer facts

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

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

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