Luyện nghe bài hát Smother Love

The true is the ideal repression
That you seek, that you dream of, that you look for in the
That you find in the magazines, the cinema, the glossy
And the music spins you round and round for the props
The robe, the perfect little ring
Will give you the illusion when it doesn't a thing
Step outside into the street and staring the wall
Is perfection of the happiness makes you feel so small
Romance, can you dance? D'you fit the right
Do you me? Do you love me?
Do you want me for your
Do you love me, say you me
So you that I'm the one
Tell me I'm everything, let us build a home
We can build a house for two, with ones to follow
The proof of our that justifies tomorrow
Romance,
Do you me? Say you do
We can the world behind and make it just for two
Love don't make the world go round, it it right in place
Keeps us thinking love's too to see another face
Love's another skin-trap, another social
Another way to make men slaves and at their beckon
Love's another sterile gift, shit condition
keeps us seeing just the one and others not existing
Woman in a holy myth, a gift of mans
She's sweet, defenceless, golden-eyed, a gift of repression
If we have these codes for love, of tokens and positions
We'd find as lovers still, not tokens of possessions
a natural, it's a romance, without the power and greed
We can fight to life the cover if you want to sow a
Do you love me? Do you? Do you? Don't you see aim to smother
The possibilities of seeing all the others?