Luyện nghe bài hát Blood On Your Hands

Call to quit, up to vote
your dreams end up in smoke
Calling you out, all of your
be washed away, washed away

is a sin
(Life is a sin)
to win
(Living to win)
And we're all after all

We don't wanna to what you say
We're old enough to better
You got on your hands
Can you me?

We don't listen it's a waste of time
Are you for
You got blood on your
Can we be set

for peace with no identity
I know I speak for around me
you out, all of your plans
Will be washed away, washed

is a sin
(Life is a sin)
to win
(Living to win)
And we're all after all

When becomes gossip
And the hounds begin to
The rich man's
Becomes the beggar's

And there's no way to it
the need
'Cause the cry out
They possess an grief

is a sin
When not living to win
is a sin living to sin
We're all sinners all

When news gossip
And the hounds to bleed
The rich inspiration
Becomes the beggar's

And no way to stop it
Servicing the
the scared cry out
They an everlasting grief