Luyện nghe bài hát The Pornographers Daughter

I can't leave with like these
They the bones that hold up my sleeves
got to tie her so high her breath freezes
before she speaks, but this bus just go far enough
So I'll strap my face to a homemade bomb and blow the bus stop the parking lot
We'll celebrate we were free

I know a place we can both get laced
Take time to learn about your face
about bawling and curves
about strength inhalers
and I'll take the fifth and you can sit
and I'll watch from a distance while you it
This is how I keep her..in pieces..she's a keeper

And be holding my breath with the best..
my with the best intentions

is not for me, your perfume struggles perfectly
it around and screams at me,
"My hero tastes like plastic, elastic and now he's dead" [x2]

My straight faced grin is the first to leave hand in with the queen of tragedy
Why do I just on purpose?
I I lack a purpose..
So smile like a child sitting in the sea forget about what's in the
and just focus in on me be the phantom of the opera
I'll be the you blow out first..

And I'll be holding my with the best..
my breath the best intentions

is not for me, your perfume struggles perfectly
it wraps and screams at me,
"My hero tastes like plastic, he's elastic and now dead" [x2]

And I'll be the you'll leave this city..(This is not for me)