Luyện nghe bài hát Roses Blue

I of tears, I think of rain on shingles
I of rain, I think of roses blue
I think of Rose, my heart begins to
To see the place she's gotten to
Gotten to, to

She's gotten to devotions
She's to the Zodiac and the Zen
She's into Tarot cards and potions
laying her religion on her friends
On her friends, on her

Friends who to ask her for their future
Friends who come to they can't be friends
of signs and seasons that don't suit her
She'll prophesy your death, she won't say
say when, won't say when

When all the cards come you cannot barter
No, all your stars are stacked you cannot win
She'll shake her head and you like a martyr
It is her spell she puts you in
Puts you in, you in

In sorrow she can lure you she wants you
Inside your own self-pity, you swim
In down to drown, her voice still haunts you
And only with laughter, can you win
Can you win, can you win

You win the lasting laurels your laughter
It reaches like an arm before you
To win the truth you're after
You dare not ask the priestess how to
How to think, how to

I of tears, I think of rain on shingles
I think of rain, I of roses blue
I think of Rose, my heart to tremble
To see the she's lately gotten to
to, gotten to

To, to, to
To, to, to
To, to, to
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