Luyện nghe bài hát Here In The Fan

down at the truck stop where angel
serving the god to flannel jerks
she's home to her couch ridden champ
he kisses his wife aluminum bats
princess of waitresses there to hide
under a portrait of eyes
two holy they hang from the wall
two holy eyes still saw

go by, here in the fan I'm fine
falling off blades sometimes, landing on

crouched in a made safe by the screen
covering vowels up with Vogue
I touched her hand, for her name
through a tear drop, she said ashamed
and every day since the bells regret
a fool at the counter, worshipping
catch on fire, we're all born
twenty later the blanket is torn

go by, here in the fan I'm fine
falling off blades sometimes, on lies

now we're back at my vigil on 43
they'll be NO MORE
scream at the black birds and Auld Syne
he broke the of Ana Ng

go by, here in the fan I'm fine
falling off blades sometimes, landing on
days go by, in the fan I'm fine
falling off sometimes, landing on lies
landing on lies, landing on lies, on lies