Luyện nghe bài hát The Temp

She's my baby. she is a
my spaceship. kill me for fun fun
She is my sunshine. my only
Painting my bluesky. yellow jaundice.

She's temp, temp
She got a special for you
temp, she's temp
Underneath her pair of shoes

Suicides are fed, modern rises like bread
Playing catch with living
Hurry up, somebody's dead, still alive

She my baby, she got the big
Devour my soul food over and
breathing, my world is strangling
Lovely gorilla, she hands on

She's temp, she's
She's nucleo and nucliete
She's temp, temp
She me feel like I'm hovering
580 over hiroshima

Just a of sun
On your skin I a home
Lying soothes the pain
Peel me off I fall

to blame, she seems a bit insane
She likes it it rains all day long
is knockin', but she cries
Then turning out the light she runs at