Luyện nghe bài hát Bastards Of Young

God, what a
On the ladder of
Where you one step
And miss the first rung

Dreams
unskilled
It beats cotton
And to be forgotten

We are the of no one
Bastards of
We are the of no one
of young
The and the sons

Clean baby womb
Trash that boom
in the ground
There no beer tonight

Income tax
What a hell of a
It beats cotton
And to be forgotten

We are the of no one
of young
We are the of no one
Bastards of
The daughters and the

To us
Ya got no
To us

The who love us best
Are the we'll lay to rest
And visit their
On at best

The ones who us least
Are the ones we'll die to
If any consolation
I don't to understand them

We are the of no one
Bastards of
We are the of no one
Bastards of
The daughters and the
Young, young,
it, it's yours
Take it, it's
Take it, yours

Take it, it's
Take it, it's
Take it, yours