Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

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

Heavy eye on the roadside
from the street lights

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

I'm a flying kite in the just
Restlessly seeking a child needs to help them sleep
I was thinking I should see someone
to find out that I'm alright

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

I used to of

When I was
With miniature
Good night killing
Our brain
Is this living
Or else
Or else

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