Luyện nghe bài hát Fever Dream Girl

Was the the wreck?
Was she last drag?
Was she the little piece of mind you thought you once
Was she the cure-all, or just the
Was she the ransack, or the good jeans?

Maybe the money
the bad nights
Maybe the deep wound left a spider bite
Maybe the head inside a toilet seat
the vampire searching for someone to bleed

Hey, it's whatever she to be
Hey, that's she's gonna be
Out roaming the night
Guess I'm the only boy she bite

Was she the wedding dress drenched all in
Was she the new-age dog treat?
Was she the warhead, or the
Was she death itself, or whatever after?

Maybe a
the common thread
Maybe the gray pulling on a cigarette
Maybe the
the in-between
Maybe a teller with no-one there to read

And she waits, and she knows too well
She at her hands, but still can't tell
When good luck around
She up all her cards and jumps town

Was she the wife?
Was she the
Was she the only in life that you've been under?
Was she the string, or the whole symphony?
the upright, perfectly out-of-key

Maybe a tar pick filled up ancient bone
Maybe the you hear when you're home alone
Maybe the prize losing its feathers
Maybe the glue that won't hold your shit together

Was she the moon that means disaster?
Maybe she's close to what you think you're after
When all at once, man, you wake and to
You know what it is that she was to you