Luyện nghe bài hát Dead After Dallas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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