Luyện nghe bài hát The Woman With The Tattooed Hands

I used to know woman
Who had the most tattoos
On the top sides of of her hands
She was years old and as far as I know
Had never yet been a man

not that she wasn't attractive
She was beautiful but it was the way she interacted
She was aggressively to the point
Where she would've intimidated any
That tried to catch it

On the hand she had a tattoo of a nude girl
She it is what God resembled
But on the left she had a mirrored image of the female
And this one she looked like the devil

I remember once watching her her own breasts
How the tattoos smiled as they stared her stomach
As if anticipating when they'd be to caress
The sweet flower that they both seemed to
(Sweet flower)

Now maybe I was but it felt so right
Heaven and Hell both take to woman's womb
It didn't make sense how she commence
Touching herself with me wide awake in the same

But if learned anything in my years
(My years)
I learned I no longer believe in
(In surprise)
But what happened damn near stoled my tears

The came alive right in front of my eyes
They both slowly stood up and climbed off her
And showed me why she took some time with a man
They climbed deep of this woman's garden

She her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped I left and I don't regret
And never forget all the things I saw that evening
A glimpse of religion a piece of closer
To understanding more about what intrigues me

I didn't get turned on I just got
I wasn't as as I was concerned
For each one of 'em I've hurt and every time I've burned
I've got a lot to but even more to learn

So now I keep my open hoping to take in all I can
About taking in all she can
And for as long as I breathe I'll receipt
In my memory for that woman with the hands

There's and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our
As long as we keep our inspired
She can bite her lip all she wants

There's and evil in each individual fire
Identifies and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our inspired
She can bite her lip all she wants

There's good and in each individual fire
needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit
She can her bottom lip all she wants
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