Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Places

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

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

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

His jaw's broken
His bandage is too tight
His fangs been pulled
And I want to see you tonight

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

My jaw's been
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 over
When it's hot in the poor tonight
I'm not outside

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

hot in the poor places tonight
I'm not going
I'm not going
I'm not outside