Luyện nghe bài hát Makers

she swore out the lights when she said she was
only in it for the
she made of her bed a naive
just in case it became - just in
here's the 1st of many you wanted me to write
just for you I to god you like it
it's as as it is cruel
it's as pretty as it is
she swore out the lights she dammed herself to sleep
her thirteenth finger my whiskey
and she wept at the as
the drove off
circumference,
come
here's the first of many you wanted me to write
just for you I hope to god you it
and it may seem pretty cruel but is not my name
and our I hope to god you counted them
you're as as you are cruel
you're as as you are cruel
you're as as you are cruel