Luyện nghe bài hát Crying

Laugh in the face of death under
Hold your breath through late breaking
Next to news of the

Codes, meant global
Like coke in the nose of the nobles it alight
Wrath, riots and the race is on
And the music for tanks no red lights in sight

Got you cryin',
Oh
Oh my, my, my

is another word for culture
Leads to fattening of the
this bird can barely fly

And Mary and smoke dung in the trenches
While behavior never gets mentioned
The on your wall

Blood on the cradle and the ashes you through
Got you God's name in vain
Leaved the damned to it all

Got you cryin',
Oh
Oh my, my, my

Broken nose, colored glasses see for the thorns
And you just can't no more
a clumsy kind of low

Time to take the wheel and the road the masters
this car, drive it straight into the wall
Build it up from the floor

And our cryin', oh cryin'
Oh
Oh my, my, my

Our cryin', our
Our
you try, try, try