Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky

And from these
And from fireflies

In the wind comes the stingin' rain
You see it drivin' the nails into the souls of the tree of
And these fireflies, a red orange glow
You see the face of runnin' scared
In the valley below,

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Bullet the sky
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Bullet the

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

the blue sky
the blue sky
Bullet the
Bullet the

This guy up to me
His red like a rose on a thorn bush
With all the of a royal flush
And he's peelin' off those dollar
Slappin' them

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

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

Bullet the sky
Bullet the sky
Bullet the sky
the blue sky

Bullet the
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Bullet the sky
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Bullet the sky
Bullet the sky

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