Luyện nghe bài hát Dead After Dallas

It's not for the
Not so much a catch and you apart
It's such a sad
I'll hang, hang, hang until 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
It's such a sad excuse, all the same, a sad excuse

got a layer of Hell sitting under my skin
All string have become knots
cut them all

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

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

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

All these 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 done