Luyện nghe bài hát Prime Time Deliverance

The red, red
Of some solution
The Intelligence Agency
Has a file a mile longer than peace

She's on the phone
them back
No eyes their stupid grins
They long to be mannequins

And in their tiny room, they eat Chinese
And they don't call wives
'Cause the in the window is
Pressing her breasts up against the pane

The guy after
On the below her
Is cutting
Higher than the

A one way
thought she'd miss
The ins and outs of
The darkest side of the God damn ride
You've ever on

Her loves that show
Even though she never gets the right
It's to play along
Sometimes more than wrong

found her in her room
Wearing a pink bunny
In sour cherry
from the closet door

Her eyes wide, maybe to despise
Maybe to look into your head light
glow

And this is it, this is it
Prime time

you have and you hold
And you have and you
And you and you hold

And you have and you
And you have and you
And you and you hold

And she says the best you can do
Is around for a while