Luyện nghe bài hát Throes

Well, I don't know if I can take this
She's thinking as he her against the wall
Screaming, "Well, then what good are you
You give me no pleasure at all"

Oh, now I I need to leave
So she herself again
Wipes a blood upon her sleeve
But she don't tell herself

And the baby starts a-crying, daddy sits down
Sinks another to bring his temper down
And it's in each they're reflecting on the TV
It reminds her of a better day, she thought seen

But now take your time you grieve
And keep your heart held off sleeve
'Cause ain't no one but you
sympathy is soon to leave

And now hide your mouth you speak
yet just turn a cheek
Watch interest growing weak
But still you say I'm the freak
And I guess that's fine me

But he's had a long, long day
She's thinking in the kitchen she weeps
Putting dinner's away
As he stumbles off to bed and to sleep

And surely be better come the dawn
When I rise to cook him breakfast 'fore he
Wakes without a and then he's gone
He's got kinda love that never shows

And baby starts a-wailing and daddy comes out
"Shut up child", she hears him shout
And cradled in her arms she tries to calm the
"How am I to sleep?", he screams and her down

But now take time before you grieve
And keep your held off your sleeve
'Cause no one but you deceived
Your sympathy is to leave

And now your mouth before you speak
Better yet just turn a
Watch your interest weak
But still you say that I'm the
And I guess that's fine me

When she wakes her don't cease to pain
Bodies broken and her clothes all away
the threat of emptiness remains
As she struggles to her feet to get

"Help, where has my gone?", she screams
As she from room to room
Every sound of silence on
Not a single kick her womb

And her drowns in the shadows, mama falls back down
Where the walls shape her world seem taller from the ground
And no more breath to scream, her throat just away
And no more life to as if there were to save

But now take your before you grieve
And keep your heart off your sleeve
'Cause ain't no one but you
Your sympathy is to leave

And now your mouth before you speak
Better yet just a cheek
your interest growing weak
But still you say that I'm the
And I guess that's with me