Luyện nghe bài hát Plea From A Cat Named Virtute

Why you ever wanna play?
I'm tired of this of string.
You sleep as as I do now,
and you don't eat of anything.
I don't know who talking to,
I made a through every room,
but all I found was that moved
in of the afternoon

And listen, about bitter songs you sing;
not helping anything,
they make you strong.

So we open up the house,
invite the two doors down.
You could ask your if,
she bring her basset hound.
Ask the you shouldn't miss:
tape hiss and the man,
cold war and card
to join us if they can.

Girly and parlor games,
pass around the easy lie
of no regrets,
and later maybe you try.
To let your losses off,
the sharp of a century.
We'll talk the weather,
or how the use to be.

And I'll cater, with all the that I can kill,
let their tiny feathers disappointment.
Lie down, and lick the from your skin
the terror and begin to believe you're strong.

All you ever want to do is drink and TV,
that thing doesn't really interest me.
I swear I'm going to bite you and taste your tinny blood
if you stop the self-defeating lies you've been repeating
since the day you me home.
I you're strong.