Luyện nghe bài hát Lifter Puller

you know me
you just me
you don't me
you just me
you don't me
you just me
you don't me
you left me

And he was a man
Or so he
Paid attention to the that he taught
Second hand me down
She was short on
Carried person every day people
The of the pessimist
Habitual daily schedule consisted of work
Television and sexual
But some times it so hope less
When raises an oct of thought blocks
With a firm grasp on the grudge they both clutched in the of love
Fear of the results had push ever to shove
for fun
Produce a a lot of
Two on the run
Learning some truth life
And he stares at the stars he reflects on the moon
The time the talks they walking around calhoon
And when she the look on his face as he sleeps
She every inch as to how it got this deep

Now how am I to know you the way I laugh
I can't read the map, no ones ever the path?
The one you take a bath is the same on the freeze your path
Oh you going out? what time you be back?

Cause they two perfect kids
In a too world
the part of man and women will be played by boy and girl
Lets all seats
quiet during the performance
Lift her pull her the orchids

to read the script but keep getting trapped in the margins
Lift pull them from the gardens

horoscope says we should share an apartment
Lift them pull them apart their gardens

Now she was
She up with this complex
That the people that her seemed to expect the world
And he was tall over six no attempt to the fall
he'd seen it all
Until his all became girl
She she loves the drugs
But when she down
She speaks about
She's convinced its the last
He doesn't know the difference come and go
Just give him one to grow and him collapse inside of a half pivot
She died her black
now she can relax
Maybe now the regulars stare half as hard
He wears a old and beer gut
Existence printed on the monthly statements
That comes from card

He thinks she sleeps to
She thinks he to much
He thinks her friends are
She thinks he's out of
He she drinks to much
She think he thinks to
Its all another turning the page in the book of growing up

She's has a lot of sex
He tried to his resentment
But their nothing thing left for them to label new
But the obvious ain't simple to see
even the time that they killed
Wasn't something she wasnt accustomed too
She comprehended what to make of it
He was never quite to study the reaching
Together they shared the practices of breathing
The weather was fair how ever the hovering weren't leaving

the little drama demons that hide deep inside the frame work
and in That congested brain
They had old lovers on the old flames
That how managed to spark regardless of the pouring rains
And each time they up the ingredients
recheck the recipe to see maybe they're reading it incorrectly
Collect me consume me me snuggle
Two putting together the pieces to a blank puzzle

Every time I chase a squirrel it rips my world
Every time I a squirrel it rips apart my world
Every time I a squirrel it rips apart my world
And every time I a squirrel it rips apart my world