Luyện nghe bài hát Poison Tree

The steam above the water rises the air.
All I to touch it; feel it on my skin.
Follow in it's motion; where it's been

I'm a little man in a town.
It's a cold; I'm a little down.
I get a little angry a bit each day.
A while longer we'll dig a little grave.

The stitches of my fray upon the seam.
My truest secrets spilled over my beat.
A frail little drop of the tree.

I'm a little man in a town.
It's a little cold and I'm a down.
I get a little angry a bit each day.
A little while longer we'll dig a grave.