Luyện nghe bài hát Wishing Well

Standing on a bus
Feeling your pop
Out in the
In the kind of
Where you to be out
On the street, on the
Crawling up the
Like a cat in

And the air is
And it blows through skin
And you feel something
Is about to
But you don't what
And you don't know
So you tear at your
And you scratch at skin

You wanna run away, run
get on the fucking train and leave today
And it doesn't where you spend the night
You just end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight
Or calling room on a concrete shelf
all alone, with yourself, with yourself
And you just wanna feel like a coin that's been
In a well, a wishing well
A well, a wishing well
you're tossed in the air
And you and you fell
Through the dark blue
Where you cast your
Like you were just a wish that could turn out

So you on the corner
Where the sit
And you to yourself,
"This is it, is it
is all that I have
All I can
Is air in my lungs
And coin in my hand"
That you in the air
And I fell, and I
All the way to the
Of the well, of the
Like those little secrets
That you tell, you tell
To yourself, you think
No listening to, well

And the walls
And you're
From the haze of the
And the calling
The threat of brow
unmade sheets
In your ear with the
From the streets
We ran far and
You screamed, you
You thought was an alibi
But you always a mess
You were aloof
Yeah, awful, I guess
But it's the awful
It was from the first
To the last words she read

And she emerged the dark
Like a ghost in my
She said, "I haven't
Any words you said
I stare at the clocks
And I cry in my
And I tear up your
And I burn in heaps
And I the ashes
In that hole in the
we fell"