Luyện nghe bài hát Cigarettes and Gasoline

Cigarettes and
Morning they call to me
Pulling in the early light
Being
Good things, things

Far from the painted doors
The town I was born
Where my heroes before me
And the crowds out for more
Good things, things

I am trolling the
For the of my father
Heavy sand kicks
And like a ghost
He's for me
waiting for me

Holding in and go
Freezing hands and burns
Steering straight in a tide
All things I've learned
things, good things

I am trolling the
For the of my father
sand kicks water
And makes a ghost
He's for me
waiting for me

Cigarettes and
Morning seas call to me
I'm pulling line in the light
Being
Good things, things
Good things, good