Luyện nghe bài hát Grandloves

Take all the things away,
Seek all the that stray
From my dig holes in me with wooden carved
Trowels, still in me the hops that left it's guard down

MAGIC:
Waking up is easy but you're my whole thesis
I'm gone, feel it but you're flowing with the
and thing
I'm in love with truth and sick and tired of youth
And thinking that you're falling but you're stalling you're holding me

I'll grow bitters on the borders of your whistling
I'll sew pockets of the locks that fall from your bristling
Keep all my in the trinkets
Dangling the walls
Take what you are it, make it sacramental

YOUNG
I'm in love truth and sick and tired of this youth
I it to be easy but I'm queasy at the thought of it
I don't need no proof no lucky no wisdom tooth
To it in the same way of that feeling when you're loving me

Brew you a drink out of
My hulls
Build you paper out of
My skull
Soundly discreet
bouldering shoulders glow
My grand
I'll not finish what I done

YM - I'm of this, you sick of that, I'm not as dumb as that
MJ - (My sacred pining whims, my sacred whims)

I'll stake red toothpicks in my dirt heart,
Meander this sacred lot of you and every

MAGIC:
See that
You are you're hold it for your halo song