Luyện nghe bài hát Populace In Two

Your memories will haunt me like a ghost
To put it nicely, I hope you
A of sorts but I'm not enough, to give you an eyesore

It's hard to swallow with hands around my throat
I'm sick and tired, I you so
You can call me at home but I know than to answer the phone

When people ask about the time that we spoke
I let the stitches do the talking for the part
And I leave out how you threw a lamp through my front

Just burn the photographs and bury all the pages we know
In short, is a long goodbye to unexpecting you
Just burn the and bury all the pages that we know
In short, this is a long to unexpecting you

Even if I spend 2004 to Morrissey in my car
I'm better off alone, than I be in your arms
if I spend 2004 listening to Morrissey in my car
I'm better off alone, than I be in your arms
In your arms, I'm off alone, in your arms

Just the photographs and bury all the pages that we know
In short, this is a goodbye to unexpecting you
Just the photographs and bury all the pages that we know
In short, is a long goodbye to unexpecting you

burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we know
In short, this is a long to unexpecting you
burn the photographs and bury all the pages that we know
In short, this is a goodbye to unexpecting you

To you, to unexpecting you
To unexpecting you, to you