Luyện nghe bài hát Day & Age

Console me in my darkest
Convince me that the truth is always
Caress me in your chair
Conceal me from the you cast away

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

Console me in my darkest
And tell me you always hear my cries
I wonder what you've got
I'm sure it dawns a consolation

I'm in no
You go run and your friends I'm losing touch.
the night with stories, the legend grows
Of how you got
But you made way back home
You sold soul
a Roman 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 friends I'm losing touch
Fill crown with rumors
Impending doom, it be true

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

I'm touch