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 understand

Blood in my moral fiber
Reached out, but its never been
by a high grade hipster
Reaching for his side

Who knew the famed grey gangster
Heart beating bout the only
Winning money ain't the war
You redraw the lines

Further over, I the weaker brother
eyes on design
Raised his up, and cried when they had caught him
The blues remain the same as

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

Who knew about the famed gangster
Heart beating bout the thing
Winning money ain't the war
You redraw the lines

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

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