Luyện nghe bài hát 7th Avenue Static

Wear the crown made of thorns on the day I was
By the light of a television
And I remember the in his uniform
As he from the field of vision

Well he didn't come home and it was just us
The brat and the civilian
Then one night after Ma took her life
I fell the street to oblivion

And I took what the were giving
And I did my to survive
'Cause I that life's for the living
While alive
you're alive

Bring out the gin and the small
I'm a raging success as a
And it's colder than hell in this cardboard
Which I share a chronic embezzler

So I beat my retreat down street
To one of my holy
And tangled my wings with wire and string
But I'm spinning in a of faces

And take what the dumpsters are giving
And do my best to survive
'Cause I still think life's for the living
Yes I still think that for the living

And I'll take the dumpsters are giving
And I'll pray every night to St.
But I still think that for the living
At least for a
At for a while