Luyện nghe bài hát Perfect Night

She lives in a bottle her friends
Nobody else to care
That she may hold the throne
she waits forever, holding on

As she combs her
I would love to be
a gun in my hand
With man

Watch me, with your red eyes
One more night to say
She may never the throne
As she forever holding on

As she her hair
I would to be there
a gun in my hand
With man

[Incomprehensible] time

As she combs her
I love to be there
With a gun in my
With man

As she her hair
I would to be there
With a gun in my
With man