Luyện nghe bài hát Cinnamon

Stale and cinnamon
I guess she is frightened of all
to fly but she's scared to fall

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

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

Broken
Broken
She told anyone but me
And everything make believe

We ran
You ever catch horizon
Guess that's why weve both been riding so
She she thinks of me as home

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

Hands on hips and to lips
I know how much someone could take from her

Fourth of
the night sky
Im wondering why the truth ain't so easy time