Luyện nghe bài hát Historic Cemetery

Just you and me, getting high and out.
Getting and messing around, getting high and trying to figure it out.

There was a sacraficial ritual my room last night.
It was held there in secret, to see anything in the candlelight.
Now there is melted wax all my floor,
and the scent of is rising up from underneath the door.

Now it was not as serious as I am making it sound.
Just you and me getting and hanging out,
high and messing around, getting high trying to figure it out.

I feel the burn, my tired not much to go, a few more streets.
Seeing face is all i need, my one and only, my sweet relief.
And you would think I never had it the way that world mocks my magic,
but it was all for you to continue to be able, to continue to be able now.
Just you and me, getting and hanging out,
getting high and around, getting high, trying to figure it out.

I don't need reasons anymore,
don't need reasons anymore,
your reasons anymore.

I put my finger in the hot wax now I can't play for you like that.
the last thing I need it's true be a secret excuse for a reason to fight back.
I begin, begin to tell you the way it all felt
everything fell through.

You moved to New York to a beautiful girl and drink fancy cocktails without a care in the world,
but you got they're all gonna find someone else so you find one and tell it things you're dying to tell.
We got hides for the record i forget how it went, it was a song about love and at the it made sense.
When the side ended we just there in bed, you would fallen asleep but i just stayed up and read.
I made a list of I said I never meant, considered all the things I never said but I digress.
I got dressed kissed your and left you called me when i woke but I was sleeping off the meds