Luyện nghe bài hát Swing [Album Version]

She to and her
life was how she remembered it
She had a full of fur
And she was

She her hearse
Across three spaces for motorcycles only
And out, shouting
"What the cus could make a nice
Like us so lonely?"

Are you as water
In a faucet dripping
With an sadness
a sad record skipping

And an ugly and
And shadowy
Lurking a troll under the bridge
Between heart and your head

Please dumb kind sir
Lend little miss a bit of Christmas
She's a real good girl
But now stuck here

The world is so and still
Mysterious and ominous as before
Like an unmarked full of pills
On the right next to the ting
You reaching for

Swing the 'round here
Where I can it
When I get my ass back on
I'm gonna it

Swing shift I get the money
To buy me and my baby a full of honey
Then I'm gonna the nagging voices
Inside my

follow me to bed and say
You suck, blah, blah,