Luyện nghe bài hát Pulse

You crawled my bed
Like some sort of giant
And I found spellbound
At the of you there

in my room,
Beautiful and grotesque and all the rest of that bug
your way into my mouth
Behind my teeth, for my scars

That we got kicked out of two bars
And our way home

That night you over
And up into your hair
And I
I offer you my pulse

If I it would be useful
I would you my breath

The with death is that you have

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

Unable to save ourselves
The quaint tragedies we
And then undo from the circumstances
We slalomed

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

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

And laughed our way
And I held you there

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