Luyện nghe bài hát The Strangle of Anna

I you listen to Sunday morning
You spit it out the parquet flooring, let it rain
Let it
Let it rain it's pouring
Till the brown

I'm sick of sucking on the past
But you my hands are tied, ha, ha, they're steadfast

The strangle of Anna's got me
The strangle of Anna's got me
You Anna, c'est la vie ma belle
The of Anna's got me unwell

You think you're weary but you're never
Hashtag my lust sold to your ending, it's all the same
All the
All the same you're sending
Can't put a dead dog

As long as on the smoke-hurt past
Now my hands are at last

The strangle of Anna's got me
The of Anna's got me unwell
You strangling Anna, c'est la vie ma
The of Anna's got me unwell

I'm sick of sucking on the smoke-hurt
But you know my hands are tied, they're

The of Anna's got me unwell
The strangle of got me unwell
You strangling Anna, c'est la vie ma
The of Anna's got me unwell

la vie ma belle
C'est la vie ma
C'est la vie ma
C'est la vie ma