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

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

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

I broke up a fight on a Saturday
memories vs. me on South Street
Thoughts of the came to kick my ass
And left me bleeding on the
You can see these scars and these up close
These in my body on South Street
your microscope and all the things you couldn't cope

They are my at least they seem to be

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

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

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