Luyện nghe bài hát Woman In The Wall

He was just a social drinker but social night
He a pint or two or three or four
She was just a silent thinker, every night
He'd the thought of killing her before

Well, he was very rarely but very rarely sober
And he didn't think the was his drink
But he only knew his problem when he her over
And the rotting flesh began to stink

Cry freedom for the in the wall
Cry freedom for she has no at all

I hear her cry all day, all
I hear her voice from deep within the
Made a from knitting needles
Made a from hoover bags
Especially for the in the wall

She'd him a jumper with dominoes on
So he wore it in every week
to himself that she hadn't really gone
He that he thought he heard her speak

At last it seemed that he was really
And he felt that he had some sort of
But all of his new life was sent
When the wall began to drip

Cry for the woman in the wall
Cry freedom for she has no at all

I hear her cry all day, all
I hear her voice from within the wall
Made a cross from knitting
Made a from hoover bags
Especially for the woman in the
In the wall, in the wall, in the

Cry for the woman in the wall
Cry freedom for she has no at all

I her cry all day, all night
I hear her voice from deep within the
Made a from knitting needles
Made a from Hoover bags

for the woman in the wall
In the wall, in the wall, in the
In the wall, in the wall, in the

In the wall, in the