Luyện nghe bài hát Itchy Fingers

You're barely, barely back
Like a fly
You're a little fly stuck in the window
Dying to get

if you do?
Would you go outside?
Out where crush you with a paper folded
to see you die

Slice a bit of the belly you
Better if you're
holding on
Yeah, holding on

But you in the house
To an open
And seeing things for no at all
Just to it fall

never enough
'Cause you too much
And sooner or later you're gonna out
The to your guts

If a roof for you
Why you let it be?
I'm sick of hope it's
That deep inside really
Only, only, only, only, only, only,

So patient, so
It's never to tell
If you're playing my mind
You hide itchy fingers well

And are you awake
Or afloat at the top?
You keep living on season, it's enough
Do you wanna just sell it

Do you wanna just
In the back of the
You keep me away for a minute or two
Oh, what was she to do, yeah

Baby, I blame you
If you go and find better to do
We call it on
You can it moving on

So patient, so
It's never to tell
If you're playing with my
You hide itchy fingers well

Barely, barely back
a little fly
You're like a little fly in the window
Dying to get

do you do?
Would you go back
Out where crush you with a paper folded
Just to see you die, to see you die

to see you die, just to see you die
Just to see you die, to see you die
to see you die, just to see you die
to see you die

So patient, so
never easy to tell
If you're playing with my
You hide your fingers well

So patient, so
It's never easy to
That you're playing my mind
You lick your fingers well, yeah