Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Barbara

Pray for
I often track
So I a drag
of my cigarrette
and I my head
down the dumps
of twenty seventh

I drew a
lipstick and sidewalk
of edge
cliffs
and an ocean that
deserve the sounds of
I'd swear on a dead grave

I a spot
where the drunk got to
And it me gently silent, silent
If I never
then it doesn't
Hold my
silent, silent, now

Escape by the
Not of it
It gets harder
no excuse
to block all the and
reason for

He strokes her
both sitting on
and her shoulders
to demand of them
laying on a lonely stone wall
and passersby passed it all

I found a
the drunk never got to
And it me gently silent, silent
If I never
then it matter
my breath
It's silent,

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I found a
where the never got to
It me gently silent, silent
If I surface
then it doesn't
Hold my
silent, silent, now