Luyện nghe bài hát Starry Stairs

They ask for
What do you think this fan club is
I slithered up rose corridor
I kept a warm, place at my core
I lost it

They ask for
What do you this woman's made of?
I a small, thin pin in my thumb
They a low, long line to be crossed
And I it

I'm alive but a different of life
the way I used to be
I retire to a split, white smile to be
In old stag magazine

And this girl's
When they roughly wrenched open
I see a starry stair up your thigh
You hid behind hair
Oh, but I saw you

While all these guys, all these sets of eyes
Safe behind a TV
I let them pry, pick apart and up to dry
Almost piece of me
If you don't love me, I'm

Oh, what a trip? Oh, what a shimmering ship?
Oh, what a hot I half lived?
Oh, and the stripes and stars, how stripped off the siding
When my life ripped off from the part that as a kid
Into the part that through your lips
To find a warm, safe place and sit up inside it?

So, here's
the part that's staying behind
To the that has to leave
To the sublime lips were never spoiled by lying
But to the inside the being
Who me, who wasn't me
Oh, no, no, she's, not me, oh, oh