Luyện nghe bài hát Burn

by Wicks

In a with a ceiling fan
sits,
there this man
And he knows got a choice,
but what,
what can be

my coffee,
and my hour,
all new toys
I've acquired.
I can it,
but not here.
I'll fake it -
that's easier.

I want to it
I want to it
I want to it
I want to it down

Let's all go and some children,
pay our bills til we die.
We all think, we escape this,
we all think, a white picket fence it
The Man says, right,
we have to do this.
right,
we have to do this.
this, this,
...we have to do this.

burn it!, it!
it down
I want to burn it
this down

my coffee,
and my hour,
painted
with I don't use.
I can it,
but I I'll pass this time.
I think I'll pass time.

In a room no walls,
that's I like to be.
- that's I like to be...