Luyện nghe bài hát Riptide

She's out of her mind, like the wind in the
Like the ocean in the dawn as it disappears, the riptide
out of her mind, she's pulled away by the moon
She's ripped her sleep As the cold luna sweep gains control
you gonna do With your emotions
Ones you barely
In your sleep I heard screaming
"This is not voluntary! This is not !
If this is I'd rather die !"
In the
out of her mind, riptide
Like a muscle that
You when you trip
Whether you're or sick
Your aches
She's out the tide
Gone to a prisoner's
Where a monkey's her
Eating limbs off a with a spoon
What you gonna do your emotions
the seagull to the loon
What you gonna do with your
She said " Please me up"
She said " Don't me now"
She said " I I was dead"
In the
She's out of her riptide You always win
It happens over and again rip tide
She's out of her mind like a rain
She does not stand a chance at this luna riptide
I was of Van Gogh's last painting
The wheatfields and the
Is that perhaps what you've feeling
you see the ground
As you from the shy
As the floors
From beneath your feet
going out of her mind
With the