Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

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

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

We have been far through this night long
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 collapse out,
Puzzled at why she squirmed,
Held onto him, tears curling her mouth
This was their stories always omitted
That her joy would like pain
he focused after his release.

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

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

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

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

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

Do you fear the
Then hush, and
That though the angels come
Prayers can soothe your

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, snout into a
Their corpses the vehicle arms
Petrol and blood at last together
But quick flashes of a lunch
Cold red beef, white cloth by a fire
Game pie, and for him two of colder beer
The winter air under their eyelids
As they spun on the gravel at
Their hands steaming quick moisture
The aromatic finger up to his nostril
Dazed after mutual
They zigzagged a conservative end

Oh hush, my friend,