Luyện nghe bài hát Each Time I Bring It Up It Seems To Bring You Down

Hobbled by the
That must be a problem
Confident that there's a
Of that we share

So begin again
And lets not try to
With irony
Instead of sense

Take me to room
And lay me on the bed

Looking at the
That slowly collected
The that was made
As you do fly

Dripping on the
You shiver the cold
You're pretty good
And I'm feeling old

Is mastery
Of of the decisions
of steady growth
In the hours will come

To take the of me
And throw it to the

You can call me
And you can me friend
But don't forget to me
the story ends

Covered in a
Thats made from intent
Poking a hole
That eaten by a moth

pretend I'm guilty
Of everything mentioned
Reproductively
inclined

But can I change the
Of how I have been
really unattractive
How little I really

So shoot me through a
me like a bug
Or sweep me some dirt
That under a rug

Lets start up a
To get me out of
Each time I you up
It seem to you down