Luyện nghe bài hát Day & Age

Console me in my hour
Convince me that the truth is grey
Caress me in velvet chair
Conceal me from the ghosts you away

I'm in no
You go run and tell your I'm losing touch.
Fill their heads with rumors of impending
It be true.

Console me in my hour
And tell me you always hear my cries
I what you've got conspired
I'm sure it a consolation prize

I'm in no
You go run and tell your friends I'm touch.
Fill the night with stories, the legend
Of how you got
But you made your way back
You sold your
Like a vagabond, yeah

I heard you from the well in the city
me in my darkest hour
Then you throw me

I'm in no
You go run and tell your friends I'm touch
your crown with rumors
Impending doom, it be true

But you made your way home
You sold your soul a Roman vagabond
And how you got lost,
But you made your way back
And the stand alone

I'm touch