Luyện nghe bài hát I Fought The Broad (And The Broad Won)

Words they shoot off of your
meet my and I must say
you become now so courageous,
no longer polite and
if mind could meet your mouth's movement
you might have to say
you the blade - I touch the phone
and it this is what I will scream

Operator, can you hear me
I think the line is dead on my
Transistor, transistor I you fade in
don't let the words break is my life

Traffic the car shows movement
the fight that breathes within
you have stretched tongue now I see it
I see everything for it is
now my beats to movements
of your slipping away
you the blade - I touch the phone
and into it this is I will scream

So bite tongue, your tongue:
every breath you exhales arguments
These are the fights are shaping me up and open or shy [x4]

This is the rhythm I was
to the beat of my as I walk away, walk away

Whoa...[x2]

And I'm not dead, I'm just shy