Luyện nghe bài hát Vanille Française

A bubble escaped from
that determines how many love me today.
You are cuter food-stained French homework
that I lost in the fridge and got a trs zer-
o- my god, it's extra strength scotch tape
in my brain, and you've it off again
with the walls, now there's blood in hands.
But what's just a few cells you've already taken

matter in which order;
Take a pill and the label
Shadowing the warning -- they don't matter.
Press it down, and it off.
You've so much, but can't control.
I wish I what was wrong with me.

It's alright you worried.
Don't blow a flurry of sorries, it only
headaches marked me absent in chemistry;
They it's fake, but I just make
Mistakes we can't from
Like the without lessons or
disappeared when you're standing right here --
Perfect fit like bookcase from IKEA

matter in which order;
Take a pill and the label
Shadowing the warning -- they don't matter.
it down, and twist it off.
You've so much, but can't control.
I wish I knew what was wrong me.

Paralysis = first pair of mine ever touched and
I am just a up gum stuck
of a table that makes people swear when they accidentally touch me;
Lay me down.
I think too and feel too little.
Nothing's enough.
hot enough.
Nothing's enough.
Nothing's enough.
Nothing enough.

What would you do if you weren't
Does it matter for you to
it down, and twist it off.
You've helped so much, but control.
I wish I what was wrong with me.