Luyện nghe bài hát Willetta

Oh I was on my way to doing something else, you prop my eyelids up with thoughts

Thursday, shuffling feet on your cemetery
about your skin, in your sleep you just slid it off
Just so you could get dressed up in
Your nightgown of oak, your ribbons of
Is there you want from me now, no help I could give but to lower you down?

Oh all your friends are standing by greedy goodbyes
I've got nothing now I want to say
You wouldn't talk anyway

And you know we won't do you wanted us to
ain't nothing here to celebrate
We're all worse off you

At that feast in some two hotel
I'm circling the and mingling half stunned
Nauseous with the of it all
Knowing the whole time this won't really fade
Now it just stays in out

Oh but we're all shaking hands offering
Stories of some envied youth, less threatening more moot

And our eyes all drown, our tongues get wrung out
There ain't nothing here for us to taste that ain't already

They warn us our reservation is up, it just seems so
Like the parasites that eat thoughts your plot gets covered up
By someone who even knew you

Oh then the curtain comes down, the crowd it out
There's no now for us to stay
And we all hurry home because it won't be long till we're in place