Luyện nghe bài hát Bendin' The Rules

Pity my
For how he's me
Through towns
And cold
For restless
At the end of the
Who checks for
A divine
as quick as "vegas"
Like "vegas" in a
I this charismatic ruse
For my peace and being
tight in Moline
The on the bed
With every memory to me
And the fear of ahead
Maybe the good
Came the divine
Or it was written
to keep us in line
The of the sages
the rules for the fools
So forgive me
For the rules....
Well, mister he improved
With the money I
Some days his shines as bright
As the light of the promised
Death was something
We would discuss
When he was ten and I was
And the would often brush
In and out of
Since months of age
At the insurance
No would maintain
And my old man in the
His hands his face
Did weep to his very soul
In the darkness of place
Maybe the book
Came from the
Or maybe it was
to keep us in line
The mistakes of the
the rules for the fools
So forgive me
For the rules....
me Saint Christopher
Over every line
Overlook my
For the of buying time
Grant him days of
me clemency
He soft in the backseat
His freedom from
To ruddy youngster
Off free in summer's
And every young lass to claim
Her share of what yields
To all the grieving
And the of saints
I am my brother's
To what end decides the
the good book
Came the divine
Or maybe it was
Just to keep us in
The mistakes of the
Make the rules for the
So father for me
For the rules.....