Luyện nghe bài hát Who Will Love Me Tomorrow?

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

She's an architect of pleasure and she me a fountain
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 love me tomorrow?
Who'll me tomorrow?

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

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

She greets me like a siren and all her are flashing
She invites me to her dungeon the promise of a lashing
With a smile like a sunrise playing on her
She me her collection of butterflies, scars and whips

With like claws, she leaves keepsake souvenirs
Like trenches on my back, she bathes in scented tears
Feel just like an actor in a play called Friend Sorrow'
Tonight she is my refuge, but who will 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 heart feels a battlefield and my soldiers all lie slain
I'll be clean, I'll never be pure again

Who will me tomorrow?
Who love me tomorrow?