Luyện nghe bài hát The Strangle of Anna

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

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

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

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

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

The strangle of got me unwell
The strangle of 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 past
But you my hands are tied, they're steadfast

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

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