Luyện nghe bài hát Sanctuary

Dear uncle her into the purest kind of slavery.
Hood-eyed middlemen profited from damaged goods
the way.
Good brought her back to a last nepal summer.
Debased, hollow-faced, a smile become her.
Now she's cosied up, cosied up and
In the warm of september.
Gone winter.
as to might-have-beens.
Somebody's in sanctuary, waiting.

Seen through cage of kindness, far and further still away,
From time-warp victorian
Where ice cream gameboys play.
Big paws, worn and swishing tails.
damaged goods in the market sales.
Too proud for anger, too late for resigned in dignity.
before winter.
might-have-beens.
Somebody's in sanctuary, waiting.

Somebody you in sanctuary, waiting.