Luyện nghe bài hát Ugly, Mean Pigeon

Searching for an
To her wings and douse the flames
It burns, it
She caught me on a cloud,
She me on a cloud...

Take frame
Images of evangelical
Drink the wine
To tase the
And I think I contagious
Now I'm rising the fire
Ignited, we'll have to drink again

I'm counting the silver

Lost amongst the separation of
castrated our innocence to break the mold, as usual
I feel paranoia through my skin
Confessionals, they me wondering who's ready to begin

for an angel
To her wings and douse the flames
It
She's been on a cloud
Basking in her waves of glory
I see you
I see you into...

We'll be running, into the avenue
rejoicing as you're shaking
We'll be running, dancing, of feeling new
And your safety can never be assumed

I have tasted her blood, have her eyes
All the he said, the she said, it's me
But what the fuck is with me?
Safely the worst with me
Safely assuming the
What the is wrong?
Safely assuming the

I'm counting lines in my mind
I'm
I'm counting silver lines in my
I'm
I'm silver lines in my mind
I'm

Lost the separation of love
We've our innocence as usual, as usual
I feel paranoia seeping through my
Ignite the gasoline, I'm off against the grain