Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Drills

I've Wendy
Living with the Boys
spent as a deckhand on the convoy
Moved every night to prove we something
Got confused if it was from or to we were running
I've seen
I've the Taj Mahal
Soweto, Sophia
Chefchaouen paints walls blue
I've played to rooms
played the fool too
Burning through the of a pair of new boots
Cut my hair, tape my tits
A woman on her own must be out of town
Funny, you don't know the concessions that making until you catalog em
And by then many and you're battle-hardened
Heat makes liquid of the
Keepsakes and tickets on the dashboard
I'm here to file my report as the vixen of the pack;
Tell Patient Zero he can have his rib

You can count my
Wanna what class I'm in
my
You can count my

You be too broke to break
As a woman always left to take
So you shouldn't try to too late or talk to strangers
Look too long, go too far out of cause
Angels watch everybody all the time
Stay close, hems low, safe
That formula works if you can it
But it works by putting the world off limits

You can my ribs
know what class I'm in
my
You can my ribs, my

We say, "Go out and be brave"
Nah, we say "Be careful, safe"
In any given instance, that hurt
But it sinks in like stilettos in soft
Like the big win is not a day an incident
I beg to differ it
I think a worth
I think that she
A better of work
motherfucking vigilance
Don't me vigilance
By definition you make a difference
If the big
Is simply sentry to your innocence
That's not a way to
That be what a woman is
That gives her to aspire to
What is
that is
Is a life of running fire drills

We're running drills
We're running fire
running fire drills
We're fire drills
We're fire drills
running fire drills
We're running fire
We're fire drills
We're running fire
We're fire drills
We're running fire
We're running drills
running fire drills
We're running drills
We're running drills
We're running fire