Luyện nghe bài hát Battle Lines

Raise my eye, to lie the surface
Stretch my fingers, upon the sand
my belly, across the open danger
Stimulation few could

stain in my moral fiber
Reached out, but its never been
Reclaimed by a grade hipster
for his bitter side

Who knew about the famed grey
Heart beating bout the only
Winning ain't winning the war
You redraw the battle

Further over, I spied the weaker
Suicidal on design
Raised his head up, and cried when had caught him
The blues remain the same as

in the natural order
You dive if you miss the hive
When the tide bringing you down
You like a tiger shark

Who knew the famed grey gangster
Heart beating bout the only
Winning money winning the war
You redraw the battle

Blood stain in my moral
Reached out, but its never back
Reclaimed by a grade hipster
Reaching for his best

Who knew about the grey gangster
Heart beating bout the only
Winning ain't winning the war
You redraw the battle