Luyện nghe bài hát I Slept With The Nittany Liar

Mind if I hold 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 poison of love spreads every heartbeat.
A taste of blood resides on this tongue,
in most sacred place, a psilocybin aftertaste.
And, darling, just open up, while I this drug
for a few minutes, well overwhelm our senses.

You cant fly far on the wings of a
youre to crash into waves below.
Im my heart into this stereo
and learning how to my life without you.

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

Love fly far on the wings of a sparrow

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

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