Luyện nghe bài hát W9

Warm us in the streetlight that sweet amber
Put me in favourite dress and see how I go
'Cos tonight they are tame, in the they'll be wicked
They say you gotta wait your turn, oh sure weren't kidding
And the man behind the register has the same look on his
I think he understands me more this terminal place

You've got a hot, hot head with filthy vowels
a disdain amogst your actions and the way you hold yourself
Did you shine gun?
Did you and your God make
I he left you on your bedroom floor deserted and without peace

I can feel the warm breeze out the cities fringes
And the guy who came and tried to kick the door of it's hinges
These red stone and all of their turns
They a map of everything that I want to learn
to

got a hot, hot head with your filthy vowels
There's a amogst your actions and the way you hold yourself
Did you shine gun?
Did you and God make peace?
I hope he left you on your floor deserted and without peace

Without a single of uninterrupted sleep
you wake up to check the curtains
The
The light
The
Just to find

To try and

Warm us in the streetlight that sweet amber
Put me in your favourite and see how I go