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 amidst the
Searching for a form somewhere between the sheets,
and the of love spreads with every heartbeat.
A taste of blood resides on this tongue,
in your sacred place, a psilocybin aftertaste.
And, darling, just open up, while I insert drug
for a few more minutes, overwhelm our senses.

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

Mind if I hold these hands over top of eyes?
Then you wont see the flaws, and then you see the lies.
As youre your angel head
against my windowpane, Darling, you feel pain.
And I as cars pass on rain-covered streets,
momentarily wishing that one just hit me.
And I gladly swallow down your venom in my throat,
and on, and pray to God as your 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 hold anything, because I am through believing in you.

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