Luyện nghe bài hát These Wholes In My Body On South Street

If I knew to go
And if I knew how to get
I met your lover on Friday
He was gold and silver
"So this is the lucky man," I
"Well what does make me?"
And what would that make you my
Probably more than you would to be

And if we see eye to eye
I can always kneel on floor of mine
And pray to the god you claimed that never
And watch you walk out of this life of mine

I broke up a on a Saturday night
Those memories vs. me on South
Thoughts of the past to kick my ass
And left me bleeding on the
You can see these scars and wounds up close
These holes in my on South Street
It's microscope and all the things you couldn't cope

They are my enemies at least they to be

And if you never come
You can always kneel on floor of mine
And pray for the man you claim ran
And I can that role, I can read his lines

And if waters weren't made for my tread
Then what's could never give hell
Is it the or the longing to which I am belonging
has kept you alive and well?
"This is not the nor the place," you said,
"for up pieces like me."
But I forgot that I was a junk man with in my hands
When I held those close to me

And if you never your mind
I can always work on lines of mine
And I'll use them on the local
And they can keep me they can help you die
And if I never out fine
Well I can always kneel on this of mine
And pray to the god you claim that never and
He can keep me shallow he can you die
He can me shallow he can help you die
He can keep me shallow he can you die