Luyện nghe bài hát The Jiggler

I'm sick of the knobs, your little baby's a slob
I wanna love you but this house built for two
I think I panic a lot, not really sure what got
I wanna love you but this house aint for two
I'm sick of the knobs
So where's my love
I think I've from myself, but there's too many layers
I my head and cough
Like I'm calling the
Is something more to me than just bible study?

Turn camera on
You don't miss this
The way shifts
As it reflects off the
Below this shipI feel your fingertips
Slipping
Can't shake the now
How far fallen down
Like our days are behind us
You're the I'm the narcissist
away
To my sunstroke ghost dance corona
Did I that lens, put my weight upon ya
Does the manifest dictate to and honor
Can the uphold, can we repeat our mantra

Trust my luck and show my feelings, cross my fingers, cards are dealing, busting out my skull shaped ceiling, my fuckin body back
I'm raging from the sanction you placed upon the impoverished nations
Delusions of grandeur, have patience
Hold my fuckin body

I predict the future
And I can't forget the
focus any longer
Desperate to make this
Keep us from under
Won't all that we have
You it in November
And it up in a flash Feel the hangover in my mind
But this a different kind Losing touch of the concept of time
My senses are frozen Losing touch with my of time
My senses are