Luyện nghe bài hát Armchair

You call me from your armchair with no will to be
The of your armored suit so immense
up in the turnstiles even talk becomes battle
Withdraw only defense

I've that emptiness
I've held it and I've the same wish at times
To headlong and out of reach
So bleak or I'll hold you through each

to the saints and now the candle is low
Regrets won't hasten remedy
Even when it's awkward in the loss of words oh
Please hide your sorrow from me

'cause held oh that emptiness
I've held it and I've the same wish at times
To headlong and out of reach
So bleak or bare I'll hold you each

Hold you each
Na na na

You me from your armchair
Everyone's there once
I'll be at your side when you're needing