Luyện nghe bài hát Picasso Gotcha Down

There's someone in my ceiling at
And I to help her
I want to tell her all my youth

But something in the way her tied
not about to stay
I've got no cards to play when her is full

And it
the sum of her dreams
Was less than a with her lover

I see her shoulder's sinking
And I to help her
Don't to sell her any one of my friends

But she asks what I'm drinking
And goes off to get herself the
And I'm circling the drain I'll follow her
the bender

Oh the
Oh the soft and metal

And I know that I don't say what I'm
I know that I'm just a flimsy old

And when you see not Picasso
your excitement fades
Passing the plays no marching snare for you

And when you back breaks laughter
your smile shines with spite
For every whisper-ridden night normally haunts you

it in gemstone
Put it where it can

I that I don't say what I'm thinking
I know that I'm just a flimsy old