Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Places

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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