🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Like Lavender - Horse Feathers

 The wall breaks on the phone if at all, if you 
 A hole from which to  your head,
 if  are dead.
 
 Some  always stay the same.
 How you looked wet from all the 
 
  lavender the smell of your hair,
  errs postponing your despair.
 
 And I'll  I'll wait.
 Take a ticket  my own fate.
 Maybe  too late.
 
 And this wall breaks on the phone it at all,  you call.
 A hole from which to  your head,
 if  are dead.
 
 Some things always  the same.
 How you looked  from all the rain.
 Some  always stay the same.