Luyện nghe bài hát Grandloves

Take all the little away,
Seek all the dimensions stray
my hands dig holes in me with wooden carved
Trowels, hold still in me the hops that left guard down

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

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

YOUNG
I'm in love with and sick and tired of this youth
I want it to be easy but I'm at the thought of it
I need no proof no lucky charm no wisdom tooth
To know it in the same way of that feeling when loving me

Brew you a drink out of
My hulls
you thick paper out of
My clumsy
discreet make
Your shoulders glow
My loves
I'll not what I done started

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

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

YOUNG
See that
You are you're hold it for your halo song