Luyện nghe bài hát Tacoma

i better memories of you during worse times
you planned
with your in your hands
and your feet benath your

im youd recall
that stretch of mills around
peaks
back home where your diary
the names of those you to possess
the wretched figures that never sewn to your dress

you are much
than i'll resign to
you are more
than assign to myself

our are wrapped around
youve bit
and its easy to reword
that no fit

i forgot your name on that same day
i wrote away the symptoms have me betray

and i'll invest a sick sense in anything this immense

minds that pale
conversations and innuendos you struggle to find
they grow out of themselves on own
words we find

pills that are lost than swallowed
when buried all the roads we had left to follow
over and over and and over again