Luyện nghe bài hát Better Wrong

Till the sun and sprays
And every ceases to graze
When the of the comb
Tears my face from the

I'll be light
When the shadows down the walls
life will be done
And it won't matter at all

I was from a hand
Nurtured on grime, goodwill and
Now your breath fills my
Now there is you life is gone

But be your light
When the shadows fall the walls
life will be done
And it just matter at all

I'll your ball
the stars can't make me cry
Then will be done
And it just won't at all
Not at all

When the of the comb
Tears my