Luyện nghe bài hát Birmingham

Wolfgang

Face the and don't look back
There's a hole in this town affair
There's a whole inquest, like a in rest
That I think I'm to have to sit in

You're a bag
You're a rhyming

Pressure,

Man is of chairs
From the heart of the above ground
Around here, I think I'm
And I'm of all the songs about love

hunt in Birmingham
We're going to hurry the same old roads
I'm not going to think I'm a Jesus
this and sorry that's the same old bone

Pressure,

Fix this, this

I'm not sick, I'm going to this
I'm going to have I want to have
I'm going to seed mean
I'm to raise a scene
I'm to raise everything I ever had

I'm not sick, I'm to handle this
I'm to