Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Infant

I refuse, refuse to weaken my will, adhered here to to these =
neglected sheets, stranded on, abandoned on my own two feet, of =
occupants of indifferent streets. Oh poor infant, you only an =
instant, but now you're soaking in it, you're in for a ride, my =
poor little on the griddle, still bloody in the middle. =
Conjuring, out my bravest face, suffer through, carreen through =
of tired eyes, whining high, like an engine fed on spite, too much =
to take, too much luck, I the clutch every time. Through the womb, =
into this mess with me, it was no I had to have some company, =
through the membrane out you came, sure, I bore you =
selflessly, but I had to some company, company, company, company.
by: Mel