Luyện nghe bài hát Caleb

His mother came up such a clever way to save the day with a little white lie.
He thinks he missed the point back then, but now he's grown to it, in a way.

"Father "I'm sorry" only once, as I remember"
"The words were not to hurt, only destroy you, my stupid son..."
One can make a difference, sometimes...
Just turn his head the kid is still and has a weak neck.

Smiled at his funeral, "happy dead."

All his solutions, it seemed, only problems in disguise
Glueing on his drinkin' face, got ready to another day...

Mother was yet confident, although they had it tight, her son
At the end of every tunnels a light.
It wasn't a lie, it was her hope, that would be fine one day
"He can fulfill his every dream, Im as long as hes not."

"I hate it and fear face it
the child is not right, he's my shame

Go out, create thunder, and right under
That old tree
Where dead snakes let him feed on

Lost hopes, all those kind words hurt him even more, now
Somehow, one more way back home

Out on the lake, he rows towards a monster he shouldve been running away from, ago.
The past had made him blind to the way hed the pain into a way of life.

Followed his father, tucked him in, Caleb the trade.
Hes the of a man his mother drew to hate forever.
She was a beast, a deadly saint, wrong in many
Wanted to keep up the charade, until the end together

Over the hills, the sea,
the will, whole Universe
Why does a man a hearse
in fear, Gift and a Curse

Taking 'em out, 'em all,
Shooting the wall, and out
When moves, alls well,
A he can find a way to live with

...and dried up are so beautiful.
And it applies to all living, and dead.
For I serve my time... in my suite in Hell.

"Now I ring the to tell the world,
I'm ready they bring out the soon to be dead against the wall ..."

This necessary evil has no

Flowers and people he will now
A price he pay serving a cold
...whatevergod.