Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Wet Circles

On promenades where drunks to lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause at the jeweller's display
Feigning casual silence in strained interludes
Till they commit to the muted journey home
And the pool rests on another cue
Last nights hero picking up his
A honeymoon gambled on a
staring at the brochures at the holidays
Chalking up a name in your
Standing all your mates to another
Laughing at the world till the wipes away
The wet circles

I saw teenage girls like moths a classroom's shabby butterflies
in the glow of stranded telephone boxes
Planning lace weddings from smeared hearts
And token proclamations, rolled from lipsticks
the razored webs of glass
Sharing cigarettes with with her giggling
Jealous confidantes, she traces his name
quick bitten fingers
Through the of condensation that'll cry through the night
As the glancing headlights of the last bus kiss adolescence

In a warm wet
a mother's kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle
Like a in central park, a warm wet circle
And always surrender to the warm wet circles

She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the fidra
it all away before it's too late
She'll let a tongue move in a warm wet circle
Giving it all and showing no shame
She'll a mother's kiss on her first broken heart
A warm wet circle, realise that she plays her part in a warm wet circle