Luyện nghe bài hát La Amoureux

Lover, me
For weeks I've for your return
My head down, eyes to the
My is a sure thing, you won't be back

Thank you for a worth of wooing
Your warm lips and my body for
Six of mischievous gray
Sprinting through your veins

no wonder my sense of perception
Is no than a sailor in weather
So rough as to spill guts
The sea up just enough
To keep your up

Lover, me
For weeks I've waited for your
My head down, eyes to the
My guess is a sure thing, you be back

You've all but me
For days I for you to burn
I try to relive the nightlife
I had I had you

La amoureux me
With eyes so soft and a labored she sighs
come near me
God dammit, I am waving my of warning
I am sorry,

I'm so sick of starving
You smile as I my dive
on hips, impartial lips
Pushed to one

Lover, me
For weeks I've waited for return
My head down, eyes to the
My guess is a sure thing, you won't be

You've all but me
For I pray for you to burn
I won't try to relive the
I had I had you

And those six that I spoke of
Are acts you try to pull off
Just as a
the things you need

Yet you what won't repeat
All what I've been asking
Your arms a tragedy suffering from sun
I will cut myself off never to be turned on

Lover, me
(I will cut myself off to be turned back on)
You've all but me
(I will cut myself off to be turned back on)
Lover, me
(I will cut off never to be turned back on)

end up, starved out in some attic
Alone and afraid watching reruns of past
Your hair falling out in
The bridges burned, the ashes you keep