Luyện nghe bài hát Vicky's Box

He ride in cars anymore
It reminds him of jobs that he's a queer
And his hair stuck to the roof over the
a pigeon on a tire goes around

And circles circles and he's a queer
And his hair on the
Like a pigeon goes

Says a man and his eyes
And his and his eyes
Say a man

He ride anymore
He ride anymore
He ride anymore

Home is a rage feels a cage
Home is you read
How you breathe,
is how you live

I feel in
I boxed in
I boxed in
Think I'll be all

Home is the heart lies
The heart lies, the lies
Welcome home, home
Welcome home, home
Welcome

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

A of past
like today
Like a ago
Painful to remember like

I've here another year, another day
Ocean waving flies and a
you complain
To kiss the rotten broken

You may be
You may be
You may be in box

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