Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

He got her drunk quickly
Holding hands, they the broom-cupboard
Where he had control as far as the
his hand covered wet hair
She took over among wax
Dust, and the cloying yellow of
When he was sick, she him

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

We have been far through this long 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 would out,
at why she still squirmed,
Held him, tears curling into her mouth
was something their stories always omitted
That her joy would seem pain
When he after his release.

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

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

In the week of the relationship
She was tripping on acid
Would stop to up a rained-out leaf
give it tenderly into his hand
Full of dead things they reached the car

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

Hooking the steering-wheel closer to his
He feared her, and slapped out into her face
She the cut with her tongue
Gurgling gratitude for the taste

Do you the dark?
hush, and realise
That the angels never come
can soothe your mind

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

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

Oh hush, my friend,