Luyện nghe bài hát In Medias Res

But let's about you for a minute with the vomit in your gullet
From a bottle of vodka that we'd stolen from the optic
In the backseat in your car because it wasn't safe to it
"You're far too to drive", were the words that you imparted

And the undressed the clothes I tied to the contours of your body
And the dead grass stuck to fibers from us in the lay-by
We're passed to dog hair blankets that the backseat covers
And a was hung from rear view mirror by your mother

I'm leaving my body to science, not medical but
Drag my corpse to the airport and lay me limp on the wing
Drop me at the highest
And trace a line around the I leave in the ground
That'll be the of the one you'll marry, now I'm not around
I flew for hours, the sky didn't want it back

I wake from sleep, my head in your shoulder, wet against the
The had formed and melted, soaked me right through to my collarbone

If you were given the option of dying painlessly in at 45
But with a lover at your after a full and happy life
Is this something that would interest
Would this interest you at