Luyện nghe bài hát Hurting And Shoving (she Should Have Let Me Sleep)

When I get back, of dawn
Hear the it's me, live from a pay phone
in the rain
Things pan out exactly as I say will

I be less happy when I get back?
Two hand in one glove as if we poor
The hard up make the soup from
Like the poor before them did

You say the waiting crush your heart
But nothing new to me
you crave me so desperately
But I how when you need me

You for me though now I'm gone
You fill my shoes new fans
Always and forever, we are and may she see
She'd be free rejoicing in

If she only let me
Will things make happy when I get back?
Absence the heart grow still
Abuse the hunt, confuse the
I know, I

Make the feel deader, deader
Make the dead sleep nights a razor
Waiting, kill the
I'll hold my child's underwater

If a boy, I was joking, if it's a daughter
say I did what I did because I had to

And if you my kid later, tell her I laughed too
We just might work out fine I love you enough
To let you give the pain that I

And when you do, I just might fuck you to love you
Once upon my night stand, lied piled in columns
Postmarked Middle Island, out east in the country of