Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

He got her drunk very
Holding hands, they found the
Where he had as far as the fall
When his covered wet hair
She over among furniture wax
Dust, and the yellow of polishing-cloth
he was sick, she comforted him

Oh hush, my friend, and
And cuddle to the
Sleep on the waves
That may wet your lover's

We have been far through this night hours
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

He couldn't do it
The disco, the office, the pub,
Had out those details of delight.
Satisfied, he collapse out,
at why she still squirmed,
Held onto him, tears curling her mouth
This was something their always omitted
her joy would seem like pain
When he focused his release.

Do sand and and stones
Peep in your night?
But you should not be
For all pass with time.

We have far through this night long hours
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

In the third week of the
She was on organic acid
Would to pick up a rained-out leaf
Would it tenderly into his hand
Full of dead things they reached the car

they drove she sat with mouth open
As photographed on the impact of a stomach punch
Her right fist gripping the skin of his leg

Hooking the steering-wheel to his heart
He her, and slapped out sideways into her face
She entered the cut with her
Gurgling gratitude for the taste

Do you the dark?
Then hush, and
That though the angels come
Prayers can your mind

We been far through this night long hour
We go far, tomorrow, out of sight, ooh...

was no premonition of the wet Hog's Back
The sportscar slumped, into a beech
Their corpses the vehicle arms
Petrol and at last dripping together
But quick flashes of a planned
Cold red beef, white cloth by a cherrywood
Game pie, and for him two pints of colder
The winter air tucking their eyelids
As they spun on the gravel at
hands steaming from quick moisture
The aromatic finger drawn up to his
Dazed after masturbation
They zigzagged into a end

Oh hush, my friend,