Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Places

It's my father's voice of
Sailors sailing off in the
For the rooms
At the top of the

His jaw's broken
His is wrapped too tight
His have been pulled
And I really want to see you

There's on the breath
Of the singer you love so
He all his words from the books
you don't read anyway

His been broken
His is wrapped too tight
His fangs have pulled
And I really to see you tonight

ties a bow
In my backyard to show me
My is climbing walls
Smoking and I love

My jaw's broken
My is wrapped in ice
My fangs been pulled
And I really to see you tonight

And it no difference to me
How they cried all overseas
it's hot in the poor places tonight
I'm not outside

They cried all overseas
It makes no to me
When hot in the poor places tonight
I'm not going

It's hot in the poor places
I'm not outside
I'm not outside
I'm not outside