Luyện nghe bài hát A Good Reason To Grow Old

Good grief and Grace turn backs to me
shovels into the cold sand
In a second
They gave up on their awful

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

With my head in my hands, I to die alone
Now finally found a good reason to grow old
A good to...

Rapture and Love me dancing
Lit up every every last heartbroken life
In the of everything
The death I wanted expired

and Loss caught me laughing
Asked why my had changed
After years in such
never see the look on my face

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

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

How she murders morbid

Plunges a knife the suicide in my life

How she morbid thought

Plunges a knife into the suicide I've borne

your back to the afterlife
Kick dust into the of them all
Turn your back to the
Climb out of your hole