Luyện nghe bài hát Dead After Dallas

It's not for the
Not so much a catch and you apart
such a sad excuse
I'll hang, hang, hang until it's
ever tell me we're the fucking same

I've got bigger plans than this and it's not for the
Not so a catch when you fall apart
It's a sad excuse, it's all the same, a sad excuse

I've got a layer of Hell under my skin
All string have become knots
Let's cut all

only regrets I can hardly see straight
So wash me as snow
With no persuasion and contradiction
lies are all I know

I need an
I the truth
I need an outing (Why we pushed so hard)

I an answer
I need the
I need an (Why have we pushed so hard)

All strings have become knots and
I'm bound to if I'm left on my own
I had it up to the brink
So hang, hang, hang until it's