Luyện nghe bài hát Loss, Strain, And Butterflies

He got bad and she got mad
And he one more time
And she got

No one heard a word
And as the clock ticked from next
I could hear her

And I said, "Good morning Mrs.
I would like you to my friend Mr. Jones
He has a made out of butterflies"

I can't sleep sometimes but I've been
It's a lonely condition called old
Let me stumble

I'm looking for a soul to to
what you think about that?

This time, well, it all comes
To loss and and butterflies
Then it comes right to me

Hello have you alright?
Did you a piece of something wrapped around
The light side of your
To you feel better

Did you get out with sanity?
Did you save a little for the people in need?
And did you with the rain in your pockets?
You can the weather

I'm looking for a soul to to
Girl what you think that?

This time, well, it all comes
To loss and and butterflies
Then it right down to me

This time, well, it all down
To loss and and butterflies
it comes right down to me

Is it the total for the wages of our sins?
And have you made yourself a
In a game you can't win

And our we in
And does it all depend on and strain and butterflies?
And does it come right down to me

This time, does it all down
To loss and strain and
Come on to me