Luyện nghe bài hát A Song For The Optimists

Blow the last out
Let the wax
I wish I could crying
And I wish that someone loved me

the last candle out
Let the wax
I wish I could stop
And I wish that still loved me

breathe and focus
How can I, the air is so cold and empty
my lungs froze right in my chest?

I'll be honest, the silver
Are harder and harder to manufacture
And the smiles are so difficult to

I'll be honest, the silver
Are getting harder and to manufacture
And the are becoming so difficult for me to fake

What do I have to do or who do I to kill
To get what I want, what I
What do I to do or who do I have to kill
To get I want, what I need?

Happiness is an
I was born to this world without, pleases me
I can never be

Through this toil I will my own distress
And destroy my best
Fuck up the only

I watched my aspirations into the ground
On the backs of the angels I've slain
But I meant so well, I so hard
Gave every bit of my soul to end, to what end

Desolation, desire, exhale, pass
Desolation, desire, exhale, away
Desolation, desire, exhale and away