Luyện nghe bài hát Psalm 151

She
If you need to find a inside of your head
leads to somewhere else I'll show it to you
She told us all Psalm 151
And what comes "Hallelujah"

She
I'll feed you in the morning, eggs on rye
But sleeping on the floor
Don't to my bed
too soon for you to see me
With my wings

But I've seen her wet with
Praying in the
Feathers at her
And I saw the small hanging
she never plays
for the day
That it all falling down

And fail me now

meals
We'll stay in city till the wound heals
The government went bad, we got a raw
A exodus on four wheels

But seen the broken halo
she never wears
Hanging by the
Angel, I'll be your if you'll be mine
are trailing right behind
I'm not afraid, we the Psalms at night
Clear through Nebraska with just one