Luyện nghe bài hát Lorraine

Seven blonde

gather in the square

They raise their up to the sun

Their skin is so thin and

You know their fathers surely be wealthy

I watch the stand around and form a crucifix

A of vapor

stray birds rise

The one on the end, the one on the end

She me over, she pulled me aside

She said, you know, I have to make it all different

It seems that time I lay down

On it, and it's like a in water

And when I out of it,

like the one from last week

Was again

And she said she had some white

You know, she said that she had some

But she didn't have no

So she just took razor

And she laid it on a white

And she took a black orchid

And she just ripped that flower

And she took the white light

Then she said, hey, later for the

She took the razor and slit open her white

She slit her white vein

She put the through the slit vein

She poured the white light the red stem

She put the white light through the red

She just poured it the red stem

I was with my angel

I was talking my angel then . . .

I was the staircase

I was talking with my
He that beauty is only terror
You know when terror is just
I I heard some footsteps
You know Lorraine, she was
She'd feeling real sick lately
She had been down her habit

I around to see her
I had the in my pocket
She had jewels her fingers
And there was blood Lou's carpet
I know she's feeling better
I saw her down to the market

She down
The sharp black
She to die just to save her soul

But she to live
She to start her band
She swears the stage is God's hand

I'm in the cellar
my dark apartment
I had the on my shoulder
You know, his they were kinda shattered

He with broken mirrors
And he said that he saw Sally
And that Sally was with
And they were in the alley

So I around to see them
Ahhh . . . they doing it together

And there was a blood along the concrete
I know were feeling better

They got
understand
They wanted to die but now they got
They want to they want to start their band
They swear the is God's left hand

I'm in the lobby now
The angel the mirror
But he still that beauty
That beauty is just one of terror

a painting on the ceiling
Of a dog . . . he had eyes rubies,
And then the angel remembered
That Lorraine was at the

I found her in the back
was blood across the next seat
When she reached out to me
I thought that that was so sweet

So I her with my finger
It was a knife through leather
She had a along her eyelids

I KNOW she was feeling

She got
She
She to die but now she got plans

She to live
She want to start her
She the stage is God's left hand