Luyện nghe bài hát Close Behind

High radio towers
Sky in the final hours
wrings her praying hands
Dont see why the wont understand

lines are crossed
Hopes at the knees
And at a
The worlds made of
And dust it return
Sniper surveys the
Angel chorus wont

Takes her to the rivers edge
And her go to the depths
dark waters flow
A tide
Pulls her to the edge and

Samn any willing to believe
no hand behind any of this
Whats it gonna take, force the to break
And skut it down before it another round

Sworn in on an oath the
away a halo of flies
Fast track deceives
The storm on the

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