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

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

His jaw's been
His bandage is wrapped too
His fangs have pulled
And I really to see you tonight

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

My been broken
My is wrapped in ice
My fangs been pulled
And I really want to see you

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

cried all over overseas
It no difference to me
When hot in the poor places tonight
I'm not outside

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