Luyện nghe bài hát Traps And Tricks And Such

The cops in city are making a problem.
this pulse,
And losing conscience.
Oh Oh, Oh Oh
Run the fields,
Burn the fields,
through the fields,
And all the words you can steal.
Comforting closets and mirrors them
Are converting the choir to my poison.
Hey Hey, Hey Hey
Run the fields,
Burn the fields,
Blaze the fields,
And steal all the you can feel.
Dissecting intangibles and pink capsules;
You'd know how far he'd go until he's gone.
Taking that razor to sharpen teeth and...
fingers, goddamn!
fingers, woah!
Three roll, and ten pins to go.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Ten babies sitting on keys,
Which infant has one for me?
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
All I want to do is your neck and see how your body sweats.
Oh please honey, my name!
Please, Please,
Just take that razor and cut out teeth 'til...
fingers, goddamn!
fingers, woah!
Three roll, and ten pins to go.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Ten tiny sitting on keys,
Which little has one for me?
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey!
to the wild, wild East!
I want to go to the below to see if I can find a stranger to hold.
I'm a big word, and I attack.
I want to a body that can't be seen;
It be all the envy of the birds and bees.
It's a big word, attack.
and Piglet and Whinnie The Pooh,
That old Owl and too,
Their is served with vengeance.
Christopher won't know how to stop them...
So many and no time to solve them.
a big word, so attack.
Picture me sailing across the ceilings:
Skies at our wedding, and when you're leaving.
I hope the will fit.
wounds fit my tongue like my hand in a glove.
Don't you spill milk when push comes to shove.
a big word, so attack.
I want to go to the below,
See if I can a shadow to hold,
Though nothing.
I to be the boy that can't be seen;
I'm just to of her birds and bees.
too damn cute: I can't attack.
What the is the deal, I just can't make any sense.
These lyrics are and affected at best.
And I'm full of it, but I stop now.
I'm so tired of writing about girls I know.
"The ink starts to run when my gets too cold."
These are my weak attempts.
So picture me smiling on top such buildings;
Such tragic for bad luck, bad timings.
I they let me slip.
I get so fed up my own selfish self.
I bluffing away on shitty hands that I am dealt -
romantic, but it's cheap.