Luyện nghe bài hát A Fine Day To Exit

Long way home, nowhere to go
What made the so cold?
The sweat of thoughts down my brow
Soaking and stinging my

Tell tale signs and cries of dreams
And time is running, dry
Panic stricken, bloodshot hearts, try to
But no longer the will to survive, sweet oblivion

I got these feelings and I know why
I see all my in the darkness of light
What made the so cold?

Never anyone to and fall to
inside the empty
Call to the blameless, I am
Placid dying

You gotta it head on, so you can't turn this thing 'round
'Cause this right
You have to go eye to eye, your face to the sky
'Cause this ain't

I gotta when I say
Only is the way