Luyện nghe bài hát The Age of the Understatement

Decided to off
Away from stomach and try your pulse
You captured seemed all unknowing and candid
But they it was false

playful, the boring would warn you
Be of her brigade
In order to tame this relentless
Move away the parade

She was on the tables in the glasshouse
And verily bedraggled in the
Subtle in her method of
Twenty little tragedies

And she would throw a boa in the road
If she thought that it set the scene
Unfittingly dipped your companions
them to make you see

And affection to end
The age of the
Before the attraction
Kiss me properly and pull me

to rent
The age of the
this attraction ferments
Kiss me and pull me apart

And my fingers at my hair
Before my mind can get too
The idea of seeing you
Is enough to make the go cold