Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Door

I opened the door to four lips
of which were mine, kissing
Tightened my belt my hips
your hands were missing

And stepped out into the cold, high
Under the gray sky, the air was smoking
And the streets were dry and I wasn't
I said, goodbye

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

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

I make such a good statistic someone should me now
Somebody's got to be interested in how I
Just I'm here and I'm real, oh, how I miss
the conclusion to confrontation with a kiss

And oh, how I miss walking up to the
And jumping in like I could feel the on your skin
I the fire door to four lips
none of which were mine,

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