Luyện nghe bài hát Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades

Keep the noise low, she doesn't wanna it
Shaking to toe
While left hand does the 'show me around'
Quickens heartbeat
It beats me up to the ground

You don't recover from a night like
A victim, still in bed, completely motionless
A moves in the dark to a zipper
Hear a boy tight against sheets
Barely whisper, "This is so up"

Upon the guests had all stared
wet and clearly depressed
He'd headed for the stairs
No longer cool, but a boy in a
Unprepared for a full of lies and failing relationships

He keeps his low, he doesn't wanna blow it
He's wet from to toe and
His eyes her the up and the down
His stomach and he thinks of throwing up
But the body on the bed forward
And he starts up

The fever, the
The reasons that I had to you weren't too hard to sell
Die and save yourself
The tickle, the of
It used to be the reason I but now it's choking me up
Die young and yourself

She hits the lights, this doesn't seem quite
Despite of everything he learned from his
He doesn't feel so
She's breathing quiet and
gasping for air

"This is the first and time," he says
She fakes a and presses her hips into his
He keeps his hands pinned at his sides
He's holding from telling her
what it really feels like

He is the lamb, she is the
moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her
Nothing that he tells her's really an effect
He whispers that he her
But she's probably only for

So much than he could ever give
A life free of and a meaningful relationship
He keeps his hands pinned down at his
He for it to end
And for the in his guts to subside

The fever, the
The reasons that I had to you weren't too hard to sell
Die young and yourself
The tickle, the of
It used to be the I breathed but now it's choking me up
Die young and save

Up the stairs, the where
The act becomes the art of up

The fever, the
The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to
Die young and yourself
The tickle, the of
It to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up
Die and save yourself