Luyện nghe bài hát Pickpocket

In the stance of nativity
Hummed the smell of television
A S.O.S. flickering
on the coat tails of their ground zero

Neighborhood ingrown
The daylight time will never know
Of this alabaster
Of this

Your lovers quarrel ended up in space
Dental identities tell us apart
Teeth and bounded with sighs
Step into my said the spider to the fly

Stable hooved ingrown
and dagger muzak blared in ohms
Of this alabaster
Of this cold
Of alabaster cold

More per capita


More per capita

More per capita
More
More caliber per
caliber per capita
More per capita

footprints ingrown
The daylight savings time never know
Breakfast table search team
The milk cartons pour will never know
Of this alabaster
Of this cold
Of this cold
Of this alabaster