Luyện nghe bài hát Typewriter Torment

Typewriter torment, dreadful
Caught it the first day I the keys
You wear down your fingers and churn out pap
It eats up your life like a of the clap
torment it tortures me still
If only my could see that I'm ill

Typewriter fever it harries me
If only my would give me a pill

Typewriter fever gives to a flood
It sweeps through body and curdles your blood
You curse and discurse but you're for all time
The moment fingers give birth to a rhyme
Typewriter it harries me still
If only my would give me a pill

fever I'm worn to a stub
I've dumped my thesaurus and out the plug
I'm rending my and bending my spool
Don't rewinding: I'm done with it all
But why can't my just say that I'm ill?
Typewriter fever is his bill.