Luyện nghe bài hát A Good Reason To Grow Old

Good grief and Grace turn their to me
Push shovels into the cold
In a pulse-racing
They gave up on their awful

on earth and Hate turn to face me
Stuck knuckles into of my eyes
And a thumbed stranger
to the constant cry

With my in my hands, I resolved to die alone
Now I've finally found a good reason to old
A good to...

Rapture and Love brought me
Lit up every every last heartbroken life
In the ecstasy of
The death I have expired

Bitterness and caught me laughing
why my expression had changed
After years in company
They'd never see the look on my

With my head in my hands, I to die alone
Now I've finally found a reason to grow old

I was ready to in the afterlife
Not
That I've finally found a reason to grow old
reason to...

How she murders morbid

Plunges a knife into the in my life

How she murders morbid

Plunges a into the suicide that I've borne

Turn your to the afterlife
Kick into the eyes of them all
your back to the afterlife
Climb out of your shallow