Luyện nghe bài hát Dead After Dallas

It's not for the
Not so much a and you fall apart
It's such a sad
I'll hang, hang, hang it's done
Don't ever tell me we're the fucking

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

I've got a layer of Hell sitting under my
All these have become knots
cut them all

With only I can hardly see straight
So me white as snow
With no persuasion and contradiction
These are all I know

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

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

All these strings have become and
I'm to fall if I'm left on my own
I had it up to the brink
So hang, hang, hang until done