Luyện nghe bài hát Loosely Of Amoebas

Crave...the of ocean roaring
The moisture during nightime

Crave...though rather
To be the director of dreamplays
To cause awkward awakenings
By his side, the ghost of me

Into the still rising higher
The mermaid home, I'd be taken there

Like the amoeba
Filling Rockford's cave
My brains sorely
When exposed to the

The sears me
Through the
Inhaling sin, the moves

Crave...the sound of roaring
It was all mixed with sea
I'm purified by showers and now
tastes too mildy on my tongue

Crave...though rather
To the sea-nymph that remains unseen
Causing ecstatic awakenings
By his side, under the of me