Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Actual

Can we take the hour
and talk me
Talk about me, and we'll about me
Talk me, and we'll only talk about me
Can we take this hour
and talk me
and my hatred for magazines
you they don't speak to me
The irony is won't speak with me

I you on a windowsill
Cut notches up and down the
My surprise, I up one morn
In our bed
In your
Lay a
It
your love
it ain't good enough
I found sunlight six hours
You watered me 'til I drifted abound
far from your shade

Now I shadow my self
Once holy,now
A chest of holes
Red was, it paints me
when the big strikes twelve
I

and the are fake
They'll lie to your
to keep you away
You watered me down
I abound

It's time I accept the
that you on back
It has buried the