Luyện nghe bài hát Crown Of Thorns

You hear the story of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must fall
I've been talkin' to my alter, "Life is what you make it
And if you make it death rest your soul away, away, away"

It's a kind of feeling, she'd have to tie me to the ceiling
A bad moon's comin', better say your
I tell her that I love her, but does it really matter?
I just stand to see you dragging down again, again, again

So I'm singing, oh this is my love
It's the kind that on
It's some that leaves me alone, you know
Oh this is my love
the kind that moves on
It's the that leaves me alone

I used to treat you a lady, now you're my substitute teacher
bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
I owe the man some money, so I'm turnin honey
Yes, Mr. Faded Glory is once doin' time, yeah

This is my kinda
It's the kind moves on
It's the that leaves me alone
Now this is my kinda
It's the kind that on
It's the that, it's the kind that

me alone
Like a of thorns
all who you know
So don't your bridges, woman
'Cause someday,

So I'm
This is my kinda
It's the that moves on
It's the kind that you alone, yeah
This is my kinda
It's the kind that on
It's the kind that, that leaves me alone

Like a of thorns
all who you know
Come on, come on, on
Don't your bridges, woman