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

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

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

You say the waiting could your heart
But it's new to me
you crave me so desperately
But I know how when you me

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

If she let me sleep
Will things make less when I get back?
Absence makes the grow still
the hunt, confuse the kill
I know, I

Make the feel deader, deader
Make the dead sleep with a razor
Waiting, the prey
I'll hold my child's 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 find my kid later, her I laughed too
We just might work out because I love you enough
To let you give the pain I want

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