Luyện nghe bài hát Angelface (multiples 5 Vs Travel 4)

I love this country
And she loved me more I could imagine
So I waited till she slept then I stepped into

Pan away the backyard to drift some more
Woke up in Texas next to a store
With a woman who don't even drink
Big letters tagged on the wall
She was named for another flat
We had a strong then
In we had a bond
That never see the break of dawn
To damn of the queen trying to take the pawn
Threw away
Yes, yes headed out
And got
With the nurture she gave me made me trip and get obsessed
was a lady in Los Angeles
That handled the way the manual suggests (the way the manual suggests)
She turned me on to music that I never heard
She told me from a cup I had to learn to pour
And I don't know hurt it more
Professional journals or perpetual holes
Scarring up the floor

Found a hollow hole in the Colorado
like I follow anywhere el Diablo go
Took a stroll a feline
And sat silent the snow flakes fell into the design
Can't let her dance up on top on the top
Been done that what do you think it's locked for?
I've lost more to my traveling
Then I care to talk about so I'll be out be on the road
Down, down, in Gainesville
No to shame, Coletrane, and pain pills
Sometimes the is to easy to stare at
But it keeps me from a forest full of snare taps and traps
And it can't come clean the sun beams
And it ain't without the drum beats
I can she don't want me as is
to climb back into the van and make the back stiff
I had to add one story to the infinite
interwoven through a New York cigarette
Ex-lover and a best
best lover and an ex-friend for alcoholic sentiment
sentimentalism and the of religion on the PA
Make the here say
God the DJ
She stays to for a replay
While I wonder if I'll be able to it from the freeway

Chicago of an empty bottle
a thin line between gossip and gospel
There's a house over near Wicker Park
Where I found out Smart was afraid of the
Had to break her heart just to me heal up
Tie a knot in the stomach just to help me up
And make sure them stay beneath the core
Pray for you and yours and whoever you in more
Look you there's angels amongst us
Look around you there's angels us
in the rain at some sidewalk cafe
Half of her wet in the ash tray
Just trying to a lost soul to save
And I'm a lost soul to find a road that's paved
Keep faith in my suitcase pack my
Angels exist I've even some sleep
I love fucking country
And she loved me more than I could
So I waited she slept then I stepped into traffic