Luyện nghe bài hát Picaresque

A mental state, where I'm staying but not staying up late.
A fickle place, where I I'm in love but I still want the change.
High betting the people I'm not get back twice what they gave.
And now I need to shave, I so on my own today...

minds will often wander,
And after, your feet could follow up.
But you wont over; I cannot control how you feel.
I'm spending too much in my mind shaping what could be real.

Why do you me so?
My hearts in a I cant get it out of control.
Float on me, with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close,
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I know?

Four years of paper chase; open minds in an space:
No time for to face, and soon after the marks that we left were erased.
But where have I been? I've hardly thought anything.
Now this silent skin; I'm trying to find a voice so that we can begin.

We unwind we got tangled up:
Stop, look, listen, but touch.
You watch as I get bed, volunteer to leave me alone.
But no more is no good, now I'm in the mud, crawl through under my legs.

Why do you me so?
This in a headlock; I cant get it out of control.
Float on me, feel with me; share in the when our lips get too close,
And tell me, would it be better with you than the love that I already

Why do you me so?
My hearts in a I cant get it out of control.
Float on me, with me; share in the rush when our lips get too close,
And tell me, would it be better with you than the that I already know?