Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky

And from fireflies
And these fireflies

In the howlin' wind the stingin' rain
You see it the nails into the souls of the tree of pain
And these fireflies, a red orange glow
You see the face of fear scared
In the below, right

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In the locust wind, comes a and hum
Where Jacob wrestled the angel and the was overcome
You plant a seed, you raise a flower of fire
You see burnin' crosses
You see the higher and higher

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This guy up to me
His face red like a rose on a bush
With all the colors of a royal
And he's off those dollar bills
them down

One hundred, two
And I can see those fighter
And I can see those fighter
Across the mud huts where children
And through the alleys of a quiet city

You take the staircase to the floor
You turn the key and unlock the door
A man into a saxophone
And through the walls you hear the city
And outside it's America and it's America

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See the sky ripped open, coming down with vision of love
People of the world as they run into the of America
Of America, of America, of