Luyện nghe bài hát Fever

In an open field at
To footfalls, I
ants across my temple zone
Their had no intention
They followed magnetic draw
Prisoners of destination

From the of the factory come
(where once they did rails)
Old death's songs
He know I was listening
So he out nice and long
To the spiders and the lumber and the of his conquests
and his and his loss
I heard his feet
I him tap his cane
As if he had his own
On at the athenaeum

I caught his words in my mouth
I gagged and choked and spit out
I heard him turn as he did
My heartbeat in his ear
I was already
Oh, I him coming

spinning from his wheels
The sounding arms rake for my
I know roll and hit my face
And I said magic words

My dove is
Her breast is
My dove is

And I said these magic

I fall down, down the anthill for

My dove is
Her is warm
My is home