Luyện nghe bài hát Lily Belle

In the dark,
She is
Not to records,
But to in her head
Lilybelle, Lilybelle,
Hot as
3 a.m
And it feels just like high
In her
to bed
When the air down
I'm skate away
fly so far,
I'm kiss that star

Get off of trip
Don't it baby
Get off of trip
You'll burn your pretty
Get off of that
You'll soil cherry hands
Get off of trip
Seven thousand holes to through

Oh, scissors and
And other sharp
You can on that
For a
You're a dog, girl,
You got house, of gold
you try to forget,
you let me,
Won't you let me go to
Close your eyes, the plug
Turn it down, kill the
Shut it up, it up
Let your head go under, let your head go
Let your go to nothing, girl

Get off of trip
Don't it baby
Get off of that
You'll your pretty fingers
Get off of trip
You'll soil your hands
Get off of trip
thousand holes to blow through

There are
And things
Where angels wings
And bask in the
Of deeds done by tender souls
But I, in my state,
Fat years of sucking hate,
Can never the dirt off,
Can never the other side
It hides in behind my eyes