Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

Skin off like
Breathing from thoraces tray
Your go gray finding
You your gaze on to my face

Heavy eye on the roadside
Swinging from the street

I hope by the morning I have grown back
By the I will have grown back
escape with him
Show him all my
Then go
I'll go

I'm a flying kite in the breeze
Restlessly seeking images a child needs to help them
I was thinking that I should see
Just to find out that I'm

By the morning I would've grown
By the morning I grown back
I'll with him
all my skin
Then go
I'll go

I to dream of

When I was
With lungs
Good night killing
Our brain
Is this living
Or something
Or something

By the morning I would've grown
By the I would've grown back
By the I would've grown back
By the morning I would've back