Luyện nghe bài hát I Slept With The Nittany Liar

Mind if I hold this over top of your heart,
as I search for a pulse somewhere the dark?
for a life form somewhere between the sheets,
and the poison of love with every heartbeat.
A taste of blood resides on this tongue,
in your most sacred place, a aftertaste.
And, darling, just open up, while I insert drug
for a few more minutes, well our senses.

You cant fly far on the wings of a
youre destined to into waves below.
Im screaming my heart into stereo
and learning how to live my life you.

Mind if I hold these hands top of your eyes?
you wont see the flaws, and then you wont see the lies.
As youre resting angel head
against my windowpane, Darling, you feel pain.
And I listen as cars on rain-covered streets,
wishing that one would just hit me.
And I gladly swallow down your kiss in my throat,
and hold on, and pray to God as love takes me whole.

cant fly far on the wings of a sparrow

Cause baby, youre a lap-dance for a Vietnam vet,
facetiously and so inappropriate.
And isnt arrogance; this is disinterest,
so onto anything, because I am through believing in you.

Mind if I hold this over top of you heart?
Mind if I hold hands over top of your eyes?
I will find a pulse somewhere amidst the
inside this unmarked you dug for me in the park.