Luyện nghe bài hát Who Will Love Me Tomorrow?

She brings me colors, wine and roses
And then we paint our and powder our noses
She gives me her halo and I it next to mine
to me Mishima like a honeymoon valentine

She's an architect of pleasure and she fashions me a
She leads me the clouds to the peak of the highest mountain
We dare the heavens on a chariot that we
Tonight she is my cradle, but who will love me
Who'll love me

Cold Turkey Cindy pulls the from the wall
Walks barefoot on the broken glass and in from the hall
She's paper tigers with the needle that she's borrowed
Tonight she is my pillow, so who love me tomorrow?
(Who will me tomorrow?)

Must I sing so low just to get so
I can't purge myself of demons and I don't the reason why
My feels like a battlefield, my soldiers all lie slain
I'll never be clean, never be pure again

She greets me like a and all her lights are flashing
She invites me to her with the promise of a lashing
With a smile like a sunrise on her lips
She shows me her collection of butterflies, scars and

With like claws, she leaves keepsake souvenirs
trenches on my back, she bathes in saccharine scented tears
Feel like an actor in a play called 'Dear Friend Sorrow'
Tonight she is my refuge, but who will love me
(Who love me tomorrow?)

Must I so low just to get so high?
I can't myself of demons and I don't know the reason why
My heart feels a battlefield and my soldiers all lie slain
I'll never be clean, I'll never be pure

Who will love me
Who will me tomorrow?