Luyện nghe bài hát Spiders (Kidsmoke)

Spiders are in the salty breeze
Spiders are fillin' out tax
Spinning out of deductions and melodies
On a private in Michigan

Why can't they wish their good?
Why do miss when their kisses should?
Fly like birds, fighting for the keys
On a private in Michigan

This rash of kidsmoke
All these poems
good to be alone

Why they say what they want?
Why can't they just say they mean?
Come clean, and talk
Hello callers, ID's blocked

The sun will rise, climb into cars
The future has a valley and a shortcut
Who wear the crown of drowning award?
a private light on a Michigan shore

You fool me a kiss of kidsmoke
From a microscopic home, it's good to be

I'll be in my bed, you can be the
That raises from the and carries us all home
There's no blood on my hands, I do as I am told