Luyện nghe bài hát Hemlock is the New Mistletoe

When I up on fire
and get in the sheets,
my of safety hit the floor.
I've the air raid too many times before
to be by the bombs.

And you ask me why I'm on
to what holding over my head.

Well I am in the space you left between good and bye.
And the
get caught in my
when they try to follow you away me.

I believe in
but there is no prize
for whose gets stuck the deepest in the sand.

I in healing!

Christ,
just me!

Don't even try to fix this that face you make.
I know how you pout
a rainy day without a parade.