Luyện nghe bài hát Crying

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

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

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

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

And and David 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 to damn it all

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

Broken nose, colored glasses can't see for the
And you can't stand no more
What a kind of low

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

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

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