Luyện nghe bài hát Poke

Poke at my Iris, why can't I cry this?
there is something that you know that I don't?
We a brand new language
Communicate pursed lips
And you try not to put on any sexy or graces

I might never a mouse and present it in my mouth
To make you you're with someone
Who to be with you
But there's one thing we've got
And it's the only thing knowing
It's got lots to do with magnets and the of the moon

Why won't our love keel over as it on a bone?
We can mourn its passing and then bury it in
Or should we kick its cunt in and watch as it dies from
If you don't want to be with me say and I will go

We can change our partners, is a progressive dance
But remember it was me who dragged you up to the floor
Well, has been a real
I've got splints and a stitch from weed
But like a night, it's the best bits that are colored in

Should look some old photos
I adored you in one of those
If someone took a picture of us now they'd to be told
That we had ever clung on tight and maybe not with at night
I'd say she was his but she doesn't have his nose

And now we're unrelated and rid of all the shit we
But I hate when I like this and I never hated you