Luyện nghe bài hát I Slept With The Nittany Liar

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

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

Mind if I hold hands over top of your eyes?
Then you wont see the flaws, and you wont see the lies.
As resting your angel head
my windowpane, Darling, you dont feel pain.
And I as cars pass on rain-covered streets,
momentarily wishing that one just hit me.
And I gladly swallow your venom kiss in my throat,
and hold on, and pray to God as your love me whole.

Love cant fly far on the of a sparrow

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

Mind if I hold this hand over top of you
Mind if I hold these hands top of your eyes?
I will find a somewhere amidst the dark
this unmarked grave you dug for me in the park.