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

When I get back, pre-break of
Hear the it's me, live from a pay phone
Talking in the
pan out exactly as I say they will

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

You say the waiting could crush your
But nothing new to me
Have you me so desperately
But I know how when you me

You bleed for me now I'm gone
You fill my with new fans
and forever, we are apart and may she see
She'd be free in distance

If she only let me
things make less happy when I get back?
Absence makes the heart grow
Abuse the hunt, the kill
I know, I

Make the feel deader, deader
Make the dead sleep nights a razor
Waiting, the prey
I'll hold my head underwater

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

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

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