Luyện nghe bài hát Untitled 2 (Morissey Song)

She was just seventeen, pious and pretty with a disease
And the weight of the world on a prosthetic
And by the summer of '96 her body was like porcelin
Just some Precious Moments collectable
In a hospital gown and a big golden halo

And so three cheers for my morose and (creeping?) pals
And now let's hear it for the that I've welled up
We've come too far to have to it all up now
We lived that were rich and blessed
And we'll for how we transgress

Now mastered the art
Of the open casket prayer and the guitar
I found the weren't half what I hoped for
And meanwhile, we all feigned and nerve
As her parents went on and to her
All the success of the surgeries
And how my ex-girlfriend was now with her fianc

If there's any in heaven, then God won't let me in
lock the gates and take my weekend pass away
With a sympathetic wave, they'll see me off, return my golden
While I am to walk the earth for a millennia
I know I worse but it terrifies me and I can't take it anymore