Luyện nghe bài hát Grandloves

Take all the little away,
Seek all the that stray
From my hands dig holes in me with wooden
Trowels, hold in me the hops that left it's guard down

MAGIC:
Waking up is easy but you're my whole thesis
I'm gone, feel it but you're with the shaman
and another
I'm in with truth and sick and tired of this youth
And thinking that you're falling but stalling when you're holding me

I'll grow bitters on the borders of your whistling
I'll sew pockets of the locks fall from your bristling chin
Keep all my in the trinkets
Dangling the walls
Take what you are make it, make it

MAGIC:
I'm in love with truth and and tired of this youth
I want it to be easy but I'm queasy at the of it
I don't need no proof no charm no wisdom tooth
To know it in the same way of that feeling when loving me

Brew you a warm out of
My hulls
Build you thick out of
My clumsy
discreet make
Your bouldering shoulders
My loves
not finish what I done started

YM - I'm sick of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb as
MJ - (My sacred whims, my sacred vining whims)

I'll stake red toothpicks in my filled heart,
Meander this sacred lot of you and season

MAGIC:
See visual?
You are invincible; you're it for your halo song