Luyện nghe bài hát Cinnamon

Stale and cinnamon
I guess she is most of all
Loves to fly but she's scared to

got scars on the outside
Says they're the kind
And i ask
She turns the out and locks the door

If is fate, count me out
And try
never try to hold her down

Broken
Broken
She told anyone but me
And everything seemed make

We ran
You cant ever horizon
Guess that's why weve both been so long
She says she thinks of me as

If this is fate, me out
And try
Please try to hold her down

Hands on and lips to lips
I don't know how much someone take from her

of July
Watch the sky
Im wondering why the truth ain't so this time