Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging From A Hit

What night wants is what it gets
in silken knots
Lit by flaring side by side,
the streets all wet,
As the only thing bright.

And I need to cross that bridge
I find I'm or sailing over the pit tonight
I'm hanging a hit tonight
Was wild enough to order up and across my lips

What's making all my
Is taking all my away
But I don't to cry
Because now I'm

A moth swerving through the sage
A creature from a cage
A vaporized by a new sun ray

A day she spends the
And I can hear her
As she's almost on one side
I lie back on my
And ask what her husband is

And she says, "I polite,
And I tip and tithe,
And I see the sights with a eye.
But I cry,
Because I'm too much without him.

And I lie, where the room is quiet,
And it's at night.
The soft is fine
And the are white,
But the wind has died him.

And I my smiles,
And I want my and I need my stripes.
And I the lines until I lid my eyes,
And I'm losing without him.

And she says,
And I ignite
And I flash with
And I limp from
And I'm blind
And I'm surging
And give up my
When him.

And every dream inside
to flames, fades to grey and is dying
And the smoke rises
A white, blank, bare, sky.