Luyện nghe bài hát Shirtsleeves

words her
why bother trying to off your offense as a good defense? he says,
"please don't treat me a lawyer sweetie. . . . . .
there will be time for matches."

so he writes - option.
keeps him in.
the need for stays pressing,
but he can't the pen.
for every blot of ink a word is lost. . .pierced melody
and if lines stay blank. . . they'll lead to no where.

she for attention.
he has hungry to feed.
dietary habits [to her]
as of apathy.
he for attention.
she has mouths to feed.
emaciated, will dream
of they felt less empty.

under his
"like and presidents,
my words were not welcome where they not stay."
arguments plotted concentric circles
ending up bulls-eyes his ribcage.

she for attention.
he has hungry to feed.
habits seen [to him]
as of apathy.
she for attention.
he has mouths to feed.
emaciated, will dream
of times they felt empty.

i need to believe in these dripping sutured to my sleeves.
I want to with every dream [out loud] you'd never dare to breath.
two-four.two-four. i breathe.
two-four. (i cannot breathe.)

she for attention.
he has mouths to feed.
habits seen [to her]
as of apathy.
he for attention.
she has mouths to feed.
emaciated, will dream
of times they felt empty.