Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Acid

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

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

We have far through this night 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 onto him, curling into her mouth
was something their stories always omitted
That her joy would seem like
When he focused his release.

Do and shells and stones
Peep in your night?
But you not be hurt
For all will 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 stop to pick up a rained-out
give it tenderly into his hand
Full of dead things they reached the car

When they she sat with mouth open
As though 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 her tongue
Gurgling gratitude for the strange

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

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

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

Oh hush, my friend,