Luyện nghe bài hát Anyway

All the pumping's over for my sweetheart
This is the one for me, time to the chef
O boy! Running man is out of

Feel cold and old, it's getting hard to my breath
Is back to ash, 'now, you've had your boy'
The in time compress your blood to oil
Your to coal, enrich the soil, not everybody's goal

Anyway, they say she comes on a horse
But I'm sure I hear a
O boy! I don't even feel no
I guess I must be myself insane

it all, does earth plug a hole in heaven
Or heaven plug a hole in
'How wonderful to be so
When you are is dying underground'

I feel the pull on the rope, let me off at the
I could have been in space
Different orbits for my
Not me, just quietly buried in

Keep the deadline open my maker
See me for God's elastic acre, the doorbell rings and its
"Good morning Rael, so you had to wait
It be long, yeah! She's very rarely late"