Luyện nghe bài hát K2

I'm rippling fingers on keys
Miming it wild on a cold table
and wishing for home and jiggling my knees
Send an cable

Dickhead's done a and he's wondering
If anyone
Is the light on
Back to the pebbles that eggs hatched in
Give me her
Give me her prayers and

Hands up if never seen the sea
I'm from a land an island status
Makes us think that everyone us
darling they do
But they met you
They only know the villains at the
And they the farm on a headline

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

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

I've been asleep in the with a mother to be
Planning on a static in the Andes
Making a with the steel magpie on the rise
Defeat in our or do we
on the street again due to the few?
Batter it out and vendetta
Better surely to
the path
It's full of blood, snot and teeth and the of no one

Hands up if you've seen the sea
We're from a place with an status
Queuing round the for a pencil and paper

Come the virus of
God us to a digital end
With following strangers and swiping at
I'll you a postcard
See you in
In a sweater made of Atacama wool

Yes and I'm given to in love
written the word in my blood
I've seen it a heaven of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site room
Love, opens the fist just for a hand
To into the hand

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