Luyện nghe bài hát Epitaph

I'm and afraid
The colors of this sound like a
The feast of words you never say
And I'm apart
In the sun, is red
The epitaph of an old record
The sweetness in the of her hair
And there's no

I a girl once
There were splinters from her
Unless you a god
With in her heart
a dark one
With a knack for pushing boys off a
And the eyes of ink-splattered fits
And it's all found in a

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

Dare me, me
Oh

I know a place out beyond pines
the sky falls down with the cumulus cries
A winter for a January type
I could my heart
I could my eyes
The is an organ
And the meadow is a
For a inclination
That is a curse
I'm a writer
I'm an ignorant
I'm a poor for poetry
Trying to it cool
I'm just to play it cool

I need more than my problems
Just let me know when you've them
You've got and I've got bravado
I'm a and you are a shadow

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

Dare me, me
Oh,