Luyện nghe bài hát Cringe

Wide eyed, knee in surprise
Just below your thighs, the temperature 5 degrees
Your standby has just arrived

Tongue tied, from your eyes
Even Christ would cringe at the sight of your scars
you're counting sheep, I'll count my lucky stars

You the last good thing I ever saw
And I it all, I lost it all

Burned out on 2 hours of eye
Eyes glazed at the of the next 8 hours
Headwind, rain to wake me

You were the last thing I ever saw