Luyện nghe bài hát 20 Years Of Snow

He's a wounded
He in a matchbox
a wounded animal
And he's been coming around

He's a breed
He's a dying

His daughter is 20 years of falling
20 years of strangers looking into each other's eyes
She's 20 of clean
She never truly anyone or anything

She's a breed
She's a breed

She I'd prefer the moss
I'd prefer the
A baby of the
A baby of the

I'm 20 of clean
And I never hated anyone or anything
20 of clean
20 years of

But I got to get me out of
This place is of dirty old men
And the navigators with mappy maps
And moldy heads and pissing on

I got to get me out of
This place is of dirty old men
And the navigators with mappy maps
And heads and pissing on sugarcubes

While you at your boots
And the words out like holograms
And the words out like holograms
And the float out like holograms

They say, feel the waltz, feel the
on, baby, baby, now feel the waltz
Feel the waltz, the waltz
Come on, baby, baby, now feel the