Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasefire

Good luck and lost knife
Cut a leading through my life
I weave through the gusts of
As a kite through the sky

I feel and degraded
I felt when you and me began to tire
And we stopped ago
But I thought it was ceasefire

I can the past behind
Like any man can do
But what I find most of the
Is I have been left behind you

I can feel time pushing me
So what does it what direction I'm pointed in?
No one else to sing my sad chorus
Now I feel that too have joined in

Bad luck and breaks
Cut paths right through our
We the blind man's bluff
Like lorrys white lines in the night

And by our nature we are kept
No haw long your nails
You can't cut out of the

And if I can't off-course
You be marooned
And we not be able to go back
To the of this wound