Luyện nghe bài hát Mirage

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

Decided a stellar or a candy
as if I'm spinning down a pole
Swept them to the stack of notes

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

Staring through the window of a wig
Crying through the credits of a
That you've a bunch of times before

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

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

Anna-Marie
Shooting a collage
Piñata paper
I know where she starts
And I

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

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

We sing about
Whatever the she wants
the fuck she wants
And
We're so
Mirage
She's