Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky

And from these
And from fireflies

In the howlin' comes the stingin' rain
You see it drivin' the into the souls of the tree of pain
And from fireflies, a red orange glow
You see the face of runnin' scared
In the below, right

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In the wind, comes a rattle and hum
Where Jacob the angel and the angel was overcome
You plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of
You see them crosses
You see the flames higher and

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

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

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

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