Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Places

It's my voice dreaming of
sailing off in the morning
For the air-conditioned
At the top of the

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

bourbon on the breath
Of the singer you so much
He takes all his words from the
That you don't read

His been broken
His bandage is wrapped too
His fangs have been
And I really want to see you

Someone a bow
In my backyard to me love
My voice is climbing
and I want love

My jaw's broken
My heart is in ice
My fangs have pulled
And I really want to see you

And it makes no to me
How they cried all over
When it's hot in the poor tonight
I'm not going

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

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