Luyện nghe bài hát Warm Wet Circles

On promenades drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause at the jeweller's display
Feigning casual silence in strained romantic
Till commit themselves to the muted journey home
And the pool player on another cue
nights hero picking up his dues
A honeymoon on a ricochet
She's staring at the at the holidays
Chalking up a name in your
Standing all mates to another round
at the world till the barman wipes away
The warm wet

I saw teenage girls gaudy moths a classroom's shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded boxes
Planning lace weddings from smeared hearts
And proclamations, rolled from stolen lipsticks
Across the razored of glass
Sharing cigarettes with experience her giggling
Jealous confidantes, she traces his name
With quick bitten
Through the tears of condensation that'll cry the night
As the glancing headlights of the last bus adolescence goodbye

In a wet circle
Like a kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle
Like a bullethole in central park, a wet circle
And I'll surrender to the warm wet circles

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