Luyện nghe bài hát Lust Of The Libertines

The of the Libertines
Is really quite
It rages quietly here beside you
And your for fame
But is such a sinister game, I know...
It all end this way then
things won't be the same
Oh just a face, and a on a page
But I'll be sleeping
I'll be soundly
sleep right through that age

Cause I can with all...
The on my shoes
The in my soul
My spirit is
All my tears are

Am just so as you...
You don't to... oh uh ow
Cut me on the
By the of all the things
I couldn't say

Shove me up the
Oh my darling (oh Cow)
It was a kind of
But you've left me in the way again

The dust on my
Really can be
I need to shake it often
I need to shake the blame

Oh well, fame is a sinister game, I know...
The taste of goulash in mouth
As you offstage...
Forget-me-nots on this day then
But whither with age

Oh I can with all...
The blood on my
The in my soul
My is tainted
All my are painted

Am so long as you...
You forget to... oh uh ow
Cut me on the
By the of all the things
I couldn't say

Oh won't you me up the wall
Oh Cow
It was a of loving
But you've me in the family way again