Luyện nghe bài hát Love Is A Bourgeois Construct

I've been taking my time for a time
Putting my up all odds
Speaking as a foreign language
Any words that I forgot
I've been thinking how I can't be
To wash the or remake the bed
What's the point when I just... instead?

I've hanging as a fairy trif raf
along the go hobrose
I don't think it's gonna be much
So I they're up, harlequin old codes

Love is a construct
So given up on the bourgeoisie
Like all their aspirations, it's a

When you walked out you did me a
You made me see
This love is a construct
It's a blame turn to
You won't see me with a of losers
fatality

Love doesn't a thing to me
Talking tough as we
better now, it's clear to me

Love is a bourgeois
So I've up on the bourgeoisie

While we're forget the voices
I'll get along with what I've got
the weeds in the garden
Putting my fear odds

I'll explore the outer of boredom
Moaning
a far time, lonely lay about
me

When you walked out you did me a
It's absolutely to me
That love is a construct
like they said at university

I've been taking my time for a time
With all the shadow and forever its
what you've lost

Now I'm digging through my paper bags
Flicking through Karl Marx
for the soul of England
Drinking tea like Benn

is just a bourgeois construct
So give it up, the
Until you back to me

Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,

tough and feeling bitter
We're better now, it's to me
That love is a bourgeois
So I've given up the