Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

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

Oh hush, my friend, and
And cuddle to the
on through the waves
That may wet your dream

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

He do it properly
The disco, the office, the pub,
Had out those details of delight.
Satisfied, he would out,
at why she still squirmed,
Held onto him, tears curling into her
This was something stories always omitted
That her joy would seem like
When he focused his release.

Do sand and and stones
Peep in through your
But you not be hurt
For all will with time.

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

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

When they drove she sat with mouth
As though photographed on the of a stomach punch
Her fist gripping the skin of his left leg

Hooking the closer to his heart
He her, and slapped out sideways into her face
She the cut with her tongue
Gurgling gratitude for the strange

Do you fear the
Then hush, and
That the angels never come
Prayers can soothe mind

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

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

Oh hush, my friend,