Luyện nghe bài hát Crying

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

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

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

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

And Mary and David dung in the trenches
While Zion's behavior gets mentioned
The writings on your

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

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

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

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

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

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