Luyện nghe bài hát Flat Hand

Flat hand, open
Your mouth was screaming, your eyes were
Flat land, 23rd
Bo Peep, your sheep done gone

Flat hand to no trace
where the nail went, left a scratch across your face
Flat land, glittering
angels banished from the sand

No shine brighter
To the flailing, fighter
Who held above her head
A trembling lighter

No heart pounds harder to the sinking, drinking
Who trembled on the
As her last boat sank
Beneath the deep and water

Holy Mary, the phone
I a little baby thats all my own
the line, hold me tight
I got a hole in my arm and I get it right

flesh, howlin bones
Run off and left me, all
Hopped up boy, hothouse
I got a hole in my arm and I know, Im bound to

Blood of my blood is you are
No wise mans gift from afar
Blood of my blood flows through your
And bound our hearts in crimson