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 your
And you feel something
Is about to
But you don't know
And you know when
So you at your hair
And you scratch at skin

You run away, run away
Just get on the fucking train and leave
And it doesn't matter where you the night
You just might end up somewhere in a fight, in a
Or calling your 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
Well you're in the air
And you and you fell
the dark blue waters
Where you your spell
Like you just a wish that could turn out well

So you on the corner
the angels 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 soft secrets
That you tell, that you
To yourself, when you
No one's to, well

And the spin
And you're
the haze of the smoke
And the mess
The of your brow
Under unmade
In ear with the noise
From the streets
We ran far and
You screamed, you
You thought suicide was an
But you were always a
You always aloof
Yeah, it's awful, I
But it's the awful
It was truth the first
To the words that she read

And she emerged from the
a ghost in my head
She said, "I haven't
Any that you said
I stare at the clocks
And I cry in my
And I tear up letters
And I burn in heaps
And I gather the
In that hole in the
we fell"