Luyện nghe bài hát Eleven

Quit making at the one I love
These tightropes that you're thinkin' of
Can't be undone the instant they're set
Above this scorched and hallowed ground

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

I heard a that you lost your job
Was it just or of factual ground?
This tightrope's set now there's no going
To Sepiata and the Plastic with

cones bleaching your bones
Pineapple cones bleaching bones
cones

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

These satellites fleeced at the
Comprised of the reason of years that will go

As life flashes fitfully
This spirit so drowns
A signal is sent from the
To all the satellites home, home, home, yeah

A of the way
A of the ghost still remains
that rip at the skin
Anonymous wrenches of

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