Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Door

I opened the fire door to four
None of which mine, kissing
my belt around my hips
Where hands were missing

And out into the cold, collar high
Under the slate gray sky, the air was
And the streets dry and I wasn't joking
When I said,

Magazine quality men talking on the
French, no less less of them then us
So why do I like something's been rearranged?
You know, out of context I must seem so strange

Killed a cockroach so big, it a puddle
Of pus on the wall, you and I are lying in bed
You don't so tall, I'm singing now
my tear ducts are too tired
And my brain is disconnected but my heart is

I make such a good someone should study me now
Somebody's got to be in how I feel
Just 'cause I'm and I'm real, oh, how I miss
Substituting the to confrontation with a kiss

And oh, how I walking up to the edge
And jumping in like I could feel the future on skin
I opened the fire door to four
none of which mine, kissing

I opened the door, I opened the fire door
I opened the fire door, I opened the door
I opened the door, I opened the fire door
I the fire door, I opened the fire door
I opened the fire