Luyện nghe bài hát Woodwork

My numeral came
As "one" and "I" are both the
She curves just like the
Of a burning candle's flame
These vultures in love,
Always circling high
Picked other apart,
Hungry for the heart

fun, let's all underachieve

Failed to dispel the
Every time is always ending
The sharp end of a
Stabbing me right through my
She's and I'm beyond
A scheme of loneliness
Now my numeral is lost
As "one" and "I" are now
Your are my command

Real fun, all underachieve

Crawling out of woodwork
It to breathe
When I don't even know what to do with

fun, let's all underachieve