Luyện nghe bài hát Vicky's Box

He won't in cars anymore
It reminds him of blow jobs that a queer
And his hair stuck to the roof over the
Like a pigeon on a goes around

And circles over circles and a queer
And his on the roof
Like a pigeon goes

Says he's a man and his
And his hair and his
Say a man

He won't ride
He ride anymore
He won't ride

Home is a feels like a cage
is what you read
How you breathe,
Home is how you

I feel in
I boxed in
I boxed in
Think be all right

is where the heart lies
The heart lies, the lies
Welcome home, welcome
Welcome home, home
home

It's under the of winter
I only pieces of things that I hate
this box, this piece of roof
I grasp, can't see true

A piece of
Days like
a decade ago
Painful to like today

I've been another year, another day
Ocean waving flies and a
Girl you
To kiss the rotten knee

You may be
You may be
You may be in box

A kitchen is a where you prepare
And up
up
up
up