Luyện nghe bài hát K2

I'm imagining rippling fingers on
Miming it wild on a cold stone
Picturing and wishing for and jiggling my knees
Send an urgent

done a runner and he's wondering
If cares
Is the landing on
Back to the that mum's eggs hatched in
Give me her
me her prayers and advice

Hands up if you've seen the sea
I'm a land with an island status
Makes us think that hates us
Maybe darling do
But they met you
only know the villains at the tiller
And they gambled the on a headline

Jesus, getting harder to see what they're doing 'til it's
And they're never gonna make an arrest on Fleet

Yes and I'm given to in love
written the word in my blood
And I perch on a of the K2
Made of the believers
Love, opens the fist just enough for a
To slip into the

been asleep in the woods with a mother to be
Planning on a static in the Andes
Making a break with the magpie on the rise
in our time or do we
Meet on the again due to the few?
it out and refresh vendetta
Better surely to
the path
It's full of blood, snot and teeth and the of no one

Hands up if you've never the sea
We're from a place an island status
Queuing the corner for a pencil and paper

Come the of virii
God us to a digital end
With strangers and swiping at friends
I'll send you a
See you in
In a sweater made of Atacama llama

Yes and I'm given to believing in
I've written the in my blood
seen it make a heaven of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site living
Love, opens the fist enough for a hand
To into the hand

Yes and I'm to believing in love
I've the word in my blood
I've seen it make a of
Backstreet, bedsit and site living room
Love, the fist just enough for a hand
To slip into the hand, to slip the hand