Luyện nghe bài hát Pulse

You crawled my bed
some sort of giant insect
And I found spellbound
At the sight of you

in my room,
Beautiful and grotesque and all the rest of bug stuff
Bluffing your way my mouth
Behind my teeth, reaching for my

night we got kicked out of two bars
And laughed our way

night you leaned over
And threw up into your
And I
I would you my pulse

If I thought it be useful
I would give you my

The problem with death is you have

hundred years and then they can
Build building on your only
100 years and then your grave is not own
We lie in out beds, and our

to save ourselves from
The quaint we invent
And undo from the stupid circumstances
We slalomed

And I realized that night that the hall
Which so bright when you turned it on is nothing
to the dawn
Which is nothing, compared to the

Which seeps me while you're sleeping
in my room
Beautiful and grotesque
That night we got out of two bars

And our way home
And I held you there

I offer you my pulse
I would you my breath
I would offer you my