Luyện nghe bài hát When I Was A Bandage

I can't count and I can't think
I lost you afternoon
Now it's raining so I think I'll in late
I think of anything to do

And I could say I'm not
But find out anyway

bits of cloud, go on and bite your lip
I was just a bandage when you your tourniquet
Just a singing boy whose were worn
Like zippered scars waiting to be
Waiting to be born, to be

All the doctors and all the
men keep you alive
All the times I should have there
Keeping above your bed at night

So when I tell you I'm not
I'm just pretending someone is home

bits of cloud, go on and bite your lip
I was just a bandage you lost your tourniquet
Just a boy whose songs were worn
zippered scars waiting to be born
Waiting to be born, to be born
to be born, waiting to be born

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