Luyện nghe bài hát Atlas Air

yes shall we take a spin again in
this time is fixed sweeten our facilities
it took all the man in me to be the dog you me to be
shall we take a again no witnesses
this is fixed 737 is
you won't feel a
begging you give it up insane

fish little silver knives
make the cuts on my
yeah let 'em feast my is big my heart is big
my blood'll
in metal

will hold its groove
tourniquet keep its grip
it took all the man in me to be the dog you me to be

let 'em feast my heart is big
my is big
my blood'll
yeah let 'em my heart is big
my is big
my blood'll

got nothing to
but my
internet
on my
in the sand
feet in the
and time is
grease it slips
in
spit in
just spitting
nothing to
but my
internet
on my
head in the
in the clay

a place to piece a place to

let them ???
these ? moments me
and time is
like it slips
it in
spit in
spit in pips

my was big
and like my
let 'em feast on my
and when the filled had spilled its
gently then it shuts

i'm in the
three days
a soul
they live the
it 'em on
know i mean?

i know the
got to burn
i'm to kill
a mortal
time is still
on secret
yeah pay the
cells to
mouths to

on jets
in the
make threats