Luyện nghe bài hát Calender Days

When is gone
We drag the
And try to beyond
The dead end of
There's a haze hanging over the

So your eyes
the flies
And try to act
It's the dead end of
When all of the has gone brown

Oh, been x'ing out calendar days
There's a pattern to our apart
Do I exist
In the pit of your heart

or fell
It's to tell
The in the well
At the dead end of
You prime the divining rod

We'll unitl
We drink our
There's all this to kill
At the dead end of
With the bugs louder than god