Luyện nghe bài hát Bust Tropical

I'll cast a thousand and write a thousand books
And thoughts of still won't be heard
You can a priceless art that seldom ever hear or see
And will never care
Well, me

Until the breaks
Back and forth, I don't care what tomorrow
One dissolving set of memories
Too bad it's I am

Traveled well the shores of teton lake, and the distant drives
The excitement in each to the wooden bench on the hillside
A canvas on fun with a motif angry / strong
Just a single out thread that too many things are hanging on
I'm on, and not for long, and not for long

Until the breaks
Back and forth, I don't care comes tomorrow
One more set of memories
Too bad everything I am

Friendship with missteps long forgotten or out of
Wanted is one more chance to go back to nights
no way to fake out the outcome
Hung up and our voices to dry

Tonight!

me the way out
Show me the way in
me the way out
Show me the way inside tonight,