Luyện nghe bài hát Blood Hands

Took a lonely feeling to let them in and sing
the sun goes down, never close to heaven
Felt my feet were from the cigarette on the ground
There's on my hands, there's blood on my hands
Yeah, blood

It's getting hot and listen when the clock is
Counting down the gone by
for an answer to another question
That only you dry
You understand with your head in the sand
No, you

But I'll kiss the ground you kneel
I grow my hair to my heels
So I'll go on and whine
But you'll waste my prayer time

Every time I and try to stop my thinking
'Bout the things I've said and
Stop the world turning faster
Then I'm learning not to how to run
You won't understand your head in the sand
No, you

Love came and faster than a pencil bend in this hot machine
Nowhere near the table, somewhere in between you and me
[?] to see me

But I'll kiss the ground where you
'Til I grow my to my heels
Splash your water in wine
Yeah, there's blood on my hands, there's on my hands
blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands
Yeah, blood

blood on my hands,
Yeah, blood

Took a lonely just to let them in and sing
Like the sun goes down, close to heaven
Felt my feet were burning from the cigarette on the