Luyện nghe bài hát Towers

For the love, I'd on
In the August dawn
What a mischief you would bring, young
the onus is not all your own
When you're up for it before grown

From the faun gone
In the towers of your
I'd a tore your hair out just to back, darling
When you're filling out only form
Can you tell that it's just
Now you've added up to what you're

Build your rain-out from your fragments [unverified]
the sailor's table on your sacrum [unverified]
Fuck the fiercest fables, I'm with

For the love, the burning young
From the liver, sweating through tongue
Well, you're standing on my sternum don't you climb down,
Oh, the are the first to rest
Smoke on Sundays when drunk and dressed
Out the hollows where the swallow