Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging From A Hit

What this night is what it gets
Strung in knots
Lit by cigarettes side by side,
the streets all wet,
As the thing that's bright.

And I don't need to cross bridge
I find I'm swinging or over the pit tonight
I'm hanging a hit tonight
Was wild enough to order up and toss my lips

making all my tears
Is all my fears away
But I don't to cry
now I'm clear

A moth that's swerving the sage
A creature from a cage
A vaporized by a new sun ray

A day she spends the
And I can hear her
As she's almost asleep on one
I lie back on my
And ask what her husband is

And she says, "I polite,
And I tip and tithe,
And I see the sights a well-trained eye.
But I cry,
I'm too much mine without him.

And I lie, reclined the room is quiet,
And it's at night.
The soft is fine
And the are white,
But the wind has without him.

And I my smiles,
And I my wires and I need my stripes.
And I the lines until I lid my eyes,
And I'm losing without him.

And she says,
And I inside
And I with fire
And I limp life
And I'm blazing
And I'm live
And up my mind
with him.

And then every dream
Turns to flames, fades to grey and is
And the smoke rises
A white, blank, bare, sky.