Luyện nghe bài hát K2

I'm imagining rippling fingers on
it wild on a cold stone table
Picturing and for home and jiggling my knees
an urgent cable

Dickhead's done a runner and wondering
If anyone
Is the light on
Back to the pebbles mum's eggs hatched in
Give me her
Give me her and advice

Hands up if you've seen the sea
I'm a land with an island status
Makes us think everyone hates us
darling they do
But they met you
They only the villains at the tiller
And they gambled the on a headline

Jesus, getting harder to see what they're 'til it's done
And they're never gonna make an arrest on Street

Yes and I'm given to in love
I've written the in my blood
And I on a shelf of the K2
of the believers that
Love, opens the fist just enough for a
To slip into the

been asleep in the woods with a mother to be
Planning on a caravan in the Andes
Making a break with the steel magpie on the
Defeat in our or do we
on the street again due to the few?
Batter it out and refresh
surely to pause
Consider the
It's full of blood, snot and and the glory of no one

up if you've never seen the sea
We're from a place with an island
Queuing round the corner for a and paper

Come the of virii
God send us to a end
With strangers and swiping at friends
I'll send you a
See you in
In a made of Atacama llama wool

Yes and I'm given to in love
written the word in my blood
I've seen it a heaven of
Backstreet, and bomb site living room
Love, opens the fist just enough for a
To slip into the

Yes and I'm given to in love
I've written the word in my
I've seen it make a of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site living
Love, opens the just enough for a hand
To slip into the hand, to slip the hand