Luyện nghe bài hát Young Fiction Writer

Save and leave, before she gets mean
You how to act, you scripted the scene
This film's more a short, a of sorts
Whatever is invalidate the mind reading

Now ask quietly
You're a breathing funeral
Was it all the agony
Your fairy tale?

Scribble out the words, on paper always smarter
Looking for the video locked in your left
A string of stealth encounters, making sex under the
Perfect simple positions, like the you've learned to bend

Now ask friends quietly
You get worked nightly
By the brutal
Of your last tale

fiction writer, you tried to live inside her
Depending on paper to you in the end
Now ask yourself quietly, feel free to answer
It's okay, you're alone now, was it worth one less