Luyện nghe bài hát Straight In At 11

I think we need more post-coital and post-rock
Feels like the up takes forever but you never get me off
You pull your dress over face and I stare down towards my chest
Chastise both our hair, wonder whose gut is the softest

Stand with my ear to the door listening to the landing
Working out when we'll be to dash the mattress to your bathroom
Where I my fingers into fists until my knuckles glow bright white
Press the heels into eye 'til I see the flashing lights

Stop me when my stories change, when they started to repeat
'Cause last I was a mess of sleep of icy feet

So baby, all
It was to happen inevitably

I think we more post-coital and less post-rock
Feels like the build up takes forever but you touch my cock
And what exactly do you mean now by can you even eat?
And how does that how I'll get off this evening?

I down south to Mexico, had a minor realization
I why kids draw the sun with its rays emanating
And the beams broke the clouds, the sky were a concertina
A town in my pocket for weeks folded up from a

I've been playing straight chicken with gay girls, it's enough
She keeps on pulling the peace sign and it seems like a
She licked the glaze on her lips, they like Battleship Grey
She never liked the wisdom I

Some people give themselves to
people give themselves to a cause
Some people themselves to a lover
I to give myself to goals

So baby, all
It was going to inevitably
And if it helps, I mean slightly at all
It's best you dust down and get straight back on the horse

I condescend a smile and wink at the camera
And leave you letting both our senses, I out the backdoor
I skip down, I see streets in view my face in the
Of a High lingerie store though it wasn't my intention

I my friends and family to gather 'round the television
The heads count down the most
Heart wrenching break-ups of all
the great sense of waste, the indignity, the embarrassment
When not a one of that whole century was mine