Luyện nghe bài hát American Storm

Words and music by bob

Headin' out on some path
You soon back
It happens time and again
You seem to reach the end
Someone's out on the street tonight
When things go
He'll to make them right
If the price is

Every time I look fallin' fallin'
by the wind
Every time I turn around he's again

It's a full force gale
An american
You're buried far beneath a mountain of
And you get warm
It's a wall of mirrors
You charge `em at full
You cover up - you hear the glass
But you never
You never feel the

casts a certain light
A gift
It's to use for wrong or right
When you the night
More and more we the easy way
We take no
We figure out which games to
And how to 'em pay

the pressure's fallin' fallin'
Skies have all turned
Suddenly the storm is heading your way

It's a full force gale
a mountain of cold
You tell your story again and
And it gets old
It's like a wall of
You charge 'em at full
You up - you hear the shattering glass
But you never
You face a force gale
An american
buried beneath a mountain of cold
And you never get - no you never get warm
You face a of mirrors
You charge 'em at full
You up - you hear the shattering glass
But you bleed
You feel the need