Luyện nghe bài hát In to It

LP

YOUNG YOUNG

in the street
And we off running
Living in the
On the darker
Boys laugh
As we the corner
we got home,
It had all done.

with the girl
But the girl sideways
her the line
But hes ground
There she
On her way off
All around the

All around the
All around the
All around the
All around the

Your is correct so you make an impression
what you do to know what you are.
Got to your 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 girl go
To the place by the
into the afternoon
Young so young,
Theyre restless,
to lose it
All the world

(ONCE AGAIN)

Lovesick once
I get when you walk in
I get so I stutter and flail
sleep,
I eat,
Ive pale.

Tarantulas the skin
Got King battling within
A blood moon 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 shake and I

Romance, flowers,
We go dancing, we in the rain,
Im sedated and trying to
Im
Im in sweat

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

and lies
Eyes lock,
I dont why
I why
We
it
it,
Still I
its

Me.

I
Falling,
You

me why
me why

You
look of yours
That took my
away

That all you to say?

Then, its not up to you.

Holding,
controlled,
Fascinated,

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

me why
me why

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

Kicking on the edge of
Counting all the pigeons
Walking in the of men.
I the feeling theyre not breathing.

shaking like a rattle
Sneaking out, the still
Waiting for the room to in
Watching the unwind.

Saturday,
comes,
comes, we go

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

Laughing a right-loon
Slavering at the silvery
Waiting for the room to in
for him to come.

Saturday,
comes,
comes, we go

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

Cold morning,
Waking in his room she
out the window,
Climbing up the stairs.
Above the ceiling leaning pigeons
Turning circles in the 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 dont know why, you dont fly away,
Away, away,
comes,
comes, we go
I dont know why, you just fly away,
Away, away,
We go