Luyện nghe bài hát Dry Off Your Cheeks

My old heart, it's 13 hours
Too much to you my
My and now I cower
at you, looking at you
Oh shit, well, I'll myself a brew

Love it, oh, sometimes at least I fall,
Put it up, I was to home sometimes

Well, I dance to the two step, at you swing
Not sure what I mean, don't know what I
I just dance on the string
Move it down when coming up

it down when you're tip toe dancing
Enhancing all the prancing
All this place every night and day
Well, in a rat race

Shouting back to the oldest
[Incomprehensible] in the top steeples
no screaming
My dear they will dry off cheeks

I've been down to the factor
Too of that can bring
You back to tragedy more, oh me
Losing in this race

You see me, see me
See me, see me, me
See me, see me
in my liberty?

In a test, no one protest
When you look so damn
for the life and the love I lead
And lead in the life I never play fair

My old heart, it's been 13
Too much of you, my
My dear and now I
Looking at you, at you
Oh shit, well, cook myself a brew

I got my own way home, I got my own
So, why you looking at me you my lady?
I got my own of groovy
Smoking too much and
You bring yourself in pain
Biddy bye, biddy bye, biddy bye buh bye

To the love and the and the live cut free
She's all in the while I drink whiskey
And I look to the corner, think me
All me, oh, never go self

'Cause you walk a pelvis, white boy Elvis
Dance around this floor quicker than you
Look at this, at boys dancing
Think they're but they ain't do shit

I'm on groove the grooving loosing
As I use your ass, I go moving, crying the
Not for myself, not for you, honey, no fear

And now I to the floor
When the old piano goes
Sometimes I'm not sure I'm gonna do
But I ain't for more
I take my last match, passion, fewer facts

My old heart, been 13 hours
Too to you my friend
My dear and now I
Looking at you, at you
Oh shit, well, cook myself a brew

My old heart, it's 13 hours
Too much to you my
My and now I cower
Looking at you, at you
Oh shit, well, I'll cook myself a

My old heart, it's been 13
Too much to you my
My and now I cower
Looking at you, at you
Oh shit, well, I'll cook a brew

Love it, oh, sometimes at least I fall,
Put it up, I was to call home