Luyện nghe bài hát Wishing Well

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

And the air is
And it through your skin
And you like something
Is to begin
But you don't know
And you don't when
So you at your hair
And you scratch at your

You run away, run away
Just get on the fucking train and today
And it matter where you spend the night
You might end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight
Or calling room on a concrete shelf
Fighting all alone, yourself, with yourself
And you just wanna feel like a coin that's tossed
In a well, a wishing well
A well, a wishing well
you're tossed in the air
And you fell and you
Through the dark waters
Where you your spell
Like you were just a wish that turn out well

So you stand on the
Where the sit
And you to yourself,
"This is it, is it
is all that I have
All I can
Is this air in my
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
those soft little secrets
That you tell, that you
To yourself, you think
No one's to, well

And the walls
And you're
the haze of the smoke
And the calling
The threat of your
Under sheets
In your ear the noise
From the darkest
We ran far and
You screamed, you
You suicide was an alibi
But you always a mess
You always aloof
Yeah, awful, I guess
But it's the truth
It was from the first
To the last words that she

And she from the dark
Like a ghost in my
She said, "I haven't
Any words you said
I just stare at the
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"