Luyện nghe bài hát 6: 00

- moore

"six o'clock on a morning..."
"and for "
"well, isn't it for the of god,
kate? "
"i know all the honor of god,
jane."

Six the siren kicks him from a dream
Tries to shake it off but it just won't
Can't find the but he's got promises to keep
And to chop before he sleeps

I may get over
But never's better now
I've got bases to

He's in the parking lot and he's sitting in his car
It's o'clock but he can't get out
He a cigarette
And turns the music
But just can't seem to shake that

Once I thought I'd get
But it's too for me now
I've got bases to

Melody through the door
And memory out the window
And nobody knows what want
'til finally let it all go

The inside
Coming

So many ways to a man
So many ways to him down
Some are fast and take years and years
Can't hear he's saying when he's talking in his sleep
He finally found the sound but in too deep

I could never get
Is it too late for me
Feel blowing my cover

Melody walks the door
And flies out the window
And nobody knows what want
they finally let it all go

But cut your losses too soon
'cause you'll only be cutting your
And answer a call you still hear at all
'cause will if you won't

"six on a christmas morning..."
"i all about the honor of god,
Mary..."
"i all about the honor of god,
jane."