Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

He got her very quickly
hands, they 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 of polishing-cloth
he was sick, she comforted him

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

We have been far through this 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,
Puzzled at why she squirmed,
Held onto him, tears into her mouth
This was something stories always omitted
That her joy would like pain
When he focused his release.

Do sand and shells and
Peep in through night?
But you not be hurt
For all pass with time.

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

In the third of the relationship
She was tripping on organic
Would to pick up a rained-out leaf
Would give it tenderly into his
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 the dark?
Then hush, and
That the angels never come
can soothe your mind

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

There was no premonition of the wet Hog's
The slumped, snout into a beech
Their giving the vehicle arms
Petrol and blood at dripping together
But quick flashes of a planned
Cold red beef, cloth by a cherrywood fire
Game pie, and for him two pints of beer
The winter air tucking their eyelids
As spun on the gravel at Clandon
Their hands steaming from quick
The aromatic finger drawn up to his
Dazed after mutual
They zigzagged a conservative end

Oh hush, my friend,