Luyện nghe bài hát Tacoma

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

im sure youd
that stretch of mills wrapped
peaks
back home where your diary
the of those you forgot to possess
the figures that youve never sewn to your dress

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

our hands are wrapped
youve bit
and its easy to failures
no longer fit

i forgot your on that very same day
i wrote the symptoms youd have me betray

and i'll never invest a sick sense in this immense

minds that turn
from and innuendos you struggle to find
they grow out of on their own
through we find

pills that are easier lost than
when we've all the roads we had left to follow
over and and over and over again