Luyện nghe bài hát If I Cut My Hair

You keep on my shirt,
to pull me closer.
One single at a time.
Your skin mine.
I can feel you wondering.
Fit to be tied,

Fit to be tied.
Fit to be, fit to be tied.

I weak.
Thrown in wide spaces.
We turn inside out,
expose what afraid to see.

And I know what thinking.
I myself.
I keep
I keep

Now numb.
Petrified, I think.
No, no you don't it.
You simply say it, because you the way that it sounds

I weak.
Thrown in open spaces.
We turn inside out,
what we're afraid to see.

And I what you're thinking.
I weak,
And I up.
And I up.
it well.
C'mon and sell it, it.
it well.
C'mon and sell it, it.
I feel