Luyện nghe bài hát Whistling in the Dark

Crouching on the white tile
She's got to learn to her medicine
With a professional

A holy vessel or a bowl
Puking into a urinal
Sun a blowtorch
Cuts aluminum sky

Just like a crippled
In a pair of too-tight
It's on her face, tastes
But no of ready cash

completely gone
Oh but you know be back

She's living on a question
But exclamation points
Perjury right from the
She's whistling in the dark

Evidence is in her defense
And as the rests
The out, the mood is tense
only whistling in the dark

Whistling in the
in the dark
Whistling in the

So many ways the could go
The ticks out minutes left
Until it's to blow

She may stumble but she fall
Waiting for the curtain
As repeats in motion slow

And though her repertoire is
just a faded valentine
Between the hammer and the
lies unspoken compromise
Then it strikes you between the eyes

'Cause when tomorrow's blown
Seems tonight is here to stay
So she close her eyes and stumble forward
in the dark

Long live the Queen, the Queen is
So the crown off of her head
But is taps or reveille
That she is whistling in the

in the dark
Whistling in the
Whistling in the
in the dark