Luyện nghe bài hát Factory Girls

Build a or maybe two
Together held with footsteps she
But now she sits
Everyone's gone

She in a photograph
When it was good to joke and a laugh
But was yesterday
If only

Now these walls are crawling faces that breathe
But before she nods her head left but sleep

She hears a chorus of girls
in the streets
Drinkin' coca-colas
After washing your sheets

Chasin' down the
After a childhood that she knew
on woodbine
Cigarettes just the time

Now these are crawling faces that still breathe
But before she nods her head what's left but

She hears a chorus of girls
in and all
Empty are pockets
But voices are filled with song

day go day
Wish in my it was Sunday
Drinking all the week
And on a Sunday

day go day
Wish in my it was Sunday
buttermilk all the week
And whiskey on a

Now these walls are crawling that still breathe
But before she her head what's left but sleep

She a chorus of factory girls
in the streets
Drinkin' coca-colas
After washing your filthy

She hears a of factory girls
in and all
Empty are their
But voices are filled with song

Slayed Richard and his court of
He my heart and many other things
But me I his crown
he was here to steal it now