Luyện nghe bài hát Smother Love

The true romance is the repression
That you seek, that you dream of, that you for in the streets
That you find in the magazines, the cinema, the glossy
And the spins you round and round looking for the props
The robe, the perfect little ring
give you the illusion when it doesn't mean a thing
Step outside the street and staring from the wall
Is perfection of the happiness that you feel so small
Romance, can you dance? fit the right description?
Do you me? Do you love me?
Do you want me for your
Do you love me, say you me
So you know I'm the one
Tell me I'm everything, let us build a home
We can build a house for two, little ones to follow
The proof of our normality that justifies
Romance,
Do you me? Say you do
We can leave the world behind and it just for two
Love don't make the world go round, it holds it in place
Keeps us thinking too pure to see another face
Love's skin-trap, another social weapon
Another way to make men and women at their beckon
Love's sterile gift, another shit condition
That us seeing just the one and others not existing
Woman in a holy myth, a of mans expression
She's sweet, defenceless, golden-eyed, a gift of gods
If we didn't have these codes for love, of tokens and
We'd ourselves as lovers still, not tokens of possessions
It's a natural, it's a romance, 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 actual possibilities of seeing all the