Luyện nghe bài hát Black Mass

I was staring through the glass
Into the procession of a black
Saw how subject at the wants their life back
The view here to there's a lot like wilting flowers
It's beyond repair and unfit for an altar
It's relating with the lamb to the slaughter

But hey, do you really to throw it away?
Do you really to throw it away?
I'd do anything to make you

We used to want to take the back
But now we found a shorter
You used to call me
Now you prefer more
We used to get high and stare at the
And how long it would take to walk to
But now that's like the distance me and you

But hey, do you really want to it away?
Do you really want to throw it
I'd do to make you stay

For just a little, just a little bit
For just a little, just a little bit
For just a little, just a little bit
For just a little, a little bit longer