Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging From A Hit

What this wants is what it gets
in silken knots
Lit by cigarettes side by side,
the streets all wet,
As the only thing bright.

And I don't to cross that bridge
I I'm swinging or sailing over the pit tonight
I'm hanging from a hit
Was wild enough to up and toss across my lips

What's all my tears
Is all my fears away
But I don't to cry
Because now I'm

A that's swerving through the sage
A creature crashing a cage
A vaporized by a new sun ray

A day she spends the
And I can her sighing
As almost asleep on one side
I lie on my pillow
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, where the room is quiet,
And it's at night.
The soft silk is
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 read the until I lid my eyes,
And I'm losing without him.

And she says,
And I ignite
And I flash fire
And I limp from
And I'm blazing
And I'm surging
And give up my
When him.

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