Luyện nghe bài hát On The Edge Of

Soft from your lips to the rise of stomach
Your long filthy fingers keep words down my throat
Nothing to steal got nothing to love
Nothing to spill because oh, so innocent

Oh, on the of
Oh, oh, on the of

I have built you a house on the ocean
The repeating, receding in to the sun
So cut to you Daniel, now cut to the live
Cut through our bodies at last in to one

Oh, on the of
Oh, oh, on the of

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh