Luyện nghe bài hát Striking Matches

Striking matches an' I'm cigarettes
on a kettle, playin a cassette
Foldin up the papers, my eyes
of all that happened last night

The passion, the feelings that in her love
And the pools of where kisses were sprung
Her love levitates me, I'm on air
Two from the carpet, I'll always be there

Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's mornin'
I in the mirror, I still look the same

Striking matches, getting a flame on the
some of her hair in the teeth of my comb
Dirty clothes piled up on the bathroom
She's sleepin', I half close the door

I see her layin on my bed
I'm warm within me with what she has said
Her love is my balloon, I won't let it
For ever and I'll always be proud

Ooh, I'm striking matches, it's mornin'
I look in the mirror, I still look the
Ooh, I'm striking matches, mornin' again
Ooh, I'm striking matches, I go up in

I'm a director casting for a
(Turn on the light)
It's for a set here right in my heart
(Leave her alone)

to the window, shuffle to the door
(Don't her up)
She got the part I don't see anymore
(Unplug the phone)

Ooh, I'm matches, it's mornin' again
I in the mirror, I still look the same
Ooh, I'm striking

Ooh, I'm striking matches, I go up in