Luyện nghe bài hát Mirage

Violet was tickling my
Gives out just the right of soul
I wonder if it makes me too old

Decided that a stellar or a
Seems as if I'm spinning a pole
Swept them over to the of notes

I sing songs
Whatever the fuck they
Whatever the they want
And
I'm so
Mirage
Painting my tear on
And on...

Staring through the window of a wig
through the credits of a show
That you've seen a of times before

An inch from settling on cocoa
Shame she's that girl you used to know
her, but we had to let her go

We sing songs
the fuck they want
Whatever the fuck they
And
so blue
Anna-Marie
Painting our drops on
And on...

Mirage
Shooting a mood
paper heart
I don't know where she
And I

Dress me like the front of a
Push me another rabbit hole
Touch me like I'm gonna to gold

She's like a million other people
That you'll never get to know
And it feels as if she's me whole

We sing songs
Whatever the fuck she
Whatever the fuck she
And
so blue
Anna-Marie
paintin