Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Places

It's my voice dreaming of
sailing off in the morning
For the rooms
At the top of the

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

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

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

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

My been broken
My is wrapped in ice
My fangs have been
And I really to see you tonight

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

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

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