Luyện nghe bài hát White Picket Fence

I've cut off the curls, I shaved my face
Became half the man, you to replace
I'm willing to save you, you said you're saving
But half of my appetite's lost it's craving

in the mirror, well that's me beside you
The one with the smile, the one who you
And I don't mind the madman, the killer, the
Well he's slowly fading one into the

And where is that white picket
That I painted myself in the late days of
are the daffodil mountains?
I know that they're somewhere here by the garden

You say that you're happy, well you should know
I see that you've sewn up that rip in sweater
That some lover tore off you, left you both shaking
That bled deep inside you the wound forsaken

And where is that white fence
That I painted in the late days of April?
Where are the mountains?
I know that they're somewhere around by the garden

Don't fear I will save you, shout you'll awaken
The corpse in the staked out beside you
I cut off his and shaved half his face
But I thought that I saw his eyes