Luyện nghe bài hát Striking Matches

Striking matches an' I'm cigarettes
Puttin on a kettle, a cassette
up the papers, rubbin my eyes
Thinkin of all that happened last

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

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

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

I see her beauty on my bed
I'm warm from within me what she has said
Her love is my balloon, I let it down
For ever and ever I'll always be

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

I'm a director for a part
(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 wanna see anymore
(Unplug the phone)

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

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