Luyện nghe bài hát Fever Pitch

The iron king a song for the lover
The leaver, the lonely, and
Young waits
If I can then I'll you at the gate of St. Peter
When the fever my mind
My god she came singing my
Sounded like on the mountain
While I burned
Young flame burns as a candle
Lit our two hearts
beats apart in the dark

Spent my summer out and (high)
On the
Head back blowin' through the
Growin' up a was all you ever dreamed

I got the holy
I got the rope
I felt the grip
When I it closer
I'm at the fever
Not quite but it
Can't feed the yet
I'm savin' up my daily

I'm at the store
I'm buying and toast
at you and not where I walk
I my nose just facin' god
let the fever get you
Got god
Lost my soul in the seventh
Makin' out on aisle

Spent my out and high (high)
On the
Head back blowin' the leaves
Growing up a was always just a dream
All you ever needed were lines you believe
Sang to me sweetly
Only a dream

Well I know you can't
With heels in the dark
'em off
Let's
Let me get to you
Well I don't nothin'
But I'm pickin' up and
I I could get you in a minute or two
Yeah if I get a minute
Four, five at the
I think I might you
after dinner
Kick me the table
I think my in
And I I came for that
What comes it?

Let it
Let it
Simmer please

I got the rope
I got the rope
I the fever grip me
When I it most (thank the lord)
I'm at the pitch now
I'm at the pitch
Not but nearly there
I it man