Luyện nghe bài hát Cicada

Maybe there's a
in the fire
Stars are for the
So you're to the choir
Every road to
Is lined little thorns
If we to travel on
We'll to stop and mourn

Some days I you
Some I hate you
Some days I call you

Maybe an angel
in the ear
Killing off the
While you're all the mirrors
Every road Babylon
Is and divine
If faith is to travel on
We'll have to leave the

Some days I you
Some I hate you
Some days I call you

Maybe there's shelter
From the in your dark
Your is kinda skelter
When you've lost so many
road is red on Mars
And town's a beach
If you want to ride the
We'll have to the breach

days I love you
Some I hate you
days I call you Cicada
Some I curse
Who I am to you
Some you're just my Cicada

House to in the summer sun
me the buzz
Maybe you're the
Maybe you're the

Maybe there's an
We sometimes call the
The you failed to mention
the ken in us entwined
Every to hell is closed
Every drawn
If love and hate stay
have to carry on

Some days I you
days I hate you
Some I call you Cicada
Some nights I
Who I am to you
Some you're just my Cicada

there's an exit
In the jail we the heart
We tremble with the
Like we're it an art
Every road behind us is a burning we lose
If anyone can us we'll be reading their reviews

Some days I you
days I hate you
Some days I call you
Some I curse
Who I am to you
Some nights just my Cicada