Luyện nghe bài hát French Press

I'm all if you ask me, but you never do
Is thing on, I'm coming to shoot from the side of Dirty Canal
And I never felt better I let it go
You out who your friends are when the city's cold
You like a child

And I've reading the French press
And I've been

People used to say under breath
That you've got the looks and I've got all of the rest, work out for the best
But don't you know, brother don't you know?
jealousy is a curse, much worse is the silence
Strange, moving out of range

You keep going, good to know
The cup runs over, you
But happens here, the time ticks slow
But the walks and the hot air blows
And the shirt, and the same crack, the same window
from a French press
Fiona's strange address, did your hear back? (I'm having making you out)
Did you about (I said I think I'm cutting out)
Did you? (I'm trouble)
Did you about?