Luyện nghe bài hát Ceasefire

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

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

I can leave the past
Like any man can do
But I find most of the time
Is that I have been behind you

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

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

And by our nature we are kept
No matter haw your nails
You cut out of the womb

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