Luyện nghe bài hát In to It

LP

YOUNG ARENT

Slinking in the
And we off running
in the light
On the side
laugh hard
As we round the
we got home,
It had all done.

Talking with the
But the girl goes
Giving her the
But hes losing
There she
On her way off
All the world

All the World
All around the
All the World
All around the

style is correct so you make an impression
Owning you do to know what you are.
Got to make own way to be in it.
We live, we move,
All the world

We live, we move,
All the world

in the light,
In the
On the side.
in the light,
In the
On the darker

All the World

Boy and go down
To the by the water
Creeping into the
arent so young,
Theyre restless,
to lose it
All around the

(ONCE AGAIN)

Lovesick again
I get slapstick when you in
I get so nervous I and flail
sleep,
I eat,
Ive pale.

under the skin
Got King Kong within
A moon looms in the sky above
Im the Wolfman,
Im in Love.

It it it it it it it rips me
I I I I I I Im a
Violins in my
And I
To shake and I and I shake

Romance, flowers,
We go dancing, we in the rain,
Im and trying to forget
Im
Im covered in

It it it it it it it rips me
I I I I I I Im a
Violins in my
And I
To shake and I and I shake
shake shake

It it it it it it it rips me
I I I I I I Im a
Violins in my
And I
To shake and I shake and I
Shake,
To and I shake and I shake
And I and I shake and I shake
And I and I shake and I shake
And I

IT

Chances get
Romances, is,


Was it

No,
It

We
it
it all so

We
it
it all so

I
I
For you

Heartbreaks and
Eyes lock,
I know why
I why
We
it
it,
Still I
its

Me.

I
Falling,
You

me why
me why

You
That look of
once took my
breathe

That all you have to

Then, its not up to you.

Holding,
controlled,
Fascinated,

we
I
I
to
it
me why
me why
Tell no
Tell no
Tell no

me why
me why

comes,
comes, we go
comes,
comes, we go
We go

Kicking on the of town
Counting all the pigeons
in the steps of men.
I the feeling theyre not breathing.

Shes like a rattle
Sneaking out, the still
Waiting for the to fall in
the time unwind.

Saturday,
comes,
comes, we go

Kicking on the edge of
all the pigeons down
Walking in the of men.
I the feeling theyre not bleeding.

like a right-loon
Slavering at the silvery
for the room to fall in
for him to come.

Saturday,
comes,
comes, we go

She is not still is not still.
He is and not here at all.

grey morning,
Waking in his room she
out the window,
Climbing up the stairs.
the ceiling leaning tracing pigeons
Turning in the morning sky.
I dont know why, you just fly away,
Fly away!
Fly away!

comes,
comes, we go
comes,
comes, we go
comes,
comes, we go
I know why, you dont just fly away,
Away, away,
comes,
comes, we go
I dont why, you dont just fly away,
Away, away,
We go