Luyện nghe bài hát Throw In The Towel

cheap and china dolls
in a box up on the shelf
i'm in my dress,
waiting for something else
all my marching men run away with themselves,
with

edges up, over hill
he's paper airplanes off
i'm in a daydream, of alcohol and cough
green grass boy blue,
the guardrails hold you
but the is peeling again.
rip and tear, when you pull to hard.

and your eyes like
and gray like slate
i'm convinced of someways, that'd you'd
and we like tin cans.
the sound that remains.
it disappaits.

crouching to the bottom.
i'll myself against the wind.
i am a sinking ship, and it is in.
escape, and i'll take all you have, oh.
because i am just a cell.
i am a paper doll,
and rip and tear.
and you too hard.

and your eyes like
and they're like slate
i'm of someways that you'd resonate
and we like tin cans,
it's the sound remains.
it's the sound remains.

is here.
how it is,
that you've been sliding off your saltwater taffy skin
and not a car in all of
off to far,
and i'll you a call when i get there..
the day.