Luyện nghe bài hát August Winterman

And if I could the world to be
I'd teach all to be something just like me
Frustrated, bitter,

Perfect, as if my wings were like
Perfect, but I'm down

And if you could hold your long enough
see that all I am is love but I don't like me
I me

Perfect, as if my wings were yours
Perfect, but I'm falling

Perfect, as if my wings were yours
Perfect, but I'm falling

It's a they'll never have a cure for
You're the way to dry my eyes
It's a disease, never have a cure
But I'm the one wrong, I'm the one who cries

It's a disease, they'll never have a for
a disease, they'll never have a cure
But I'm the one wrong, I'm the one who cries

I cry, I me
I cry, I me
I cry, I me
I cry, I me