Luyện nghe bài hát Crown Of Thorns

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

It's a broken kind of feeling, she'd have to tie me to the
A bad moon's comin', say your prayers
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 kinda
the kind that moves on
It's some kind that leaves me alone, you
Oh is my kinda love
It's the kind moves on
It's the kind leaves me alone

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

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

Leaves me
Like a crown of
all who you know
So don't burn your bridges,
someday, yeah

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

Like a of thorns
It's all who you
Come on, come on, on
Don't burn bridges, woman