Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven

Quit faces at the one I love
These errant tightropes you're thinkin' of
be undone the instant that they're set
Above this scorched and torrid ground

Or so say in the city
So say in the sea
Set your watch the corner
While they

I a rumor that you lost your job
Was it hearsay or of factual ground?
This set now there's no going back
To and the Plastic Surgeons with

cones bleaching your bones
Pineapple cones your bones
cones

They came on the of a wave
The cusp of today but they'll surely go
pillar of sleep orbited
By of delicate thoughts that will surely go

These satellites at the door
Comprised of the of years that will surely go

As life flashes down
This so fitfully drowns
A is sent from the core
To bring all the satellites home, home, home,

A of the way
A quart of the ghost still
Tsunami rip at the skin
wrenches of blame

A tidal wave
Over the house on the
The are all burden with lead
Plum bum for them, just don't forget