Luyện nghe bài hát Epitaph

I'm and afraid
The of this sound like a shape
The feast of you never could say
And I'm apart
In the sun, is red
The of an old record player
The sweetness in the salt of her
And no decision

I a girl once
There were splinters from her
Unless you a god
With kindness in her
a dark one
With a for pushing boys off a cliff
And the messy eyes of fits
And all found in a page

I need nothing more than my
Just let me know when you've them
You've got mirth and got snow hands
Eyes fell and haven't come up

Dare me, me
Oh

I know a out beyond these pines
Where the sky falls with the cumulus cries
A song for a January type
I could tame my
I could my eyes
The is an organ
And the is a church
For a inclination
That fortune is a
I'm a cryptic
I'm an ignorant
I'm a poor excuse for
to play it cool
I'm trying to play it cool

I need nothing than my problems
Just let me know you've found them
You've got and I've got bravado
I'm a ghost and you are a

I need nothing than my problems
Just let me know when you've found
You've got mirth and I've got hands
Eyes fell and haven't up since

Dare me, me
Oh,