Luyện nghe bài hát Death bed

I can the death on the sheets
me
I believe this is the end

But is my deathbed
I lie alone
If I close my tonight
I know be home

The year was forty one
I was eight old and
Far, far too
To know that the
Of and glories
Was a a kind mother
up for her son
You see
Dad was a preacher
Teaching the words of the
And had sworn he
off to the war
And died there honor
Somewhere on a there
But he left to never return
Which me that I should unlearn
Whatever I thought a should be
I abandoned that
he abandoned me

By seven I was fourteen
I'd acquired a taste for and nicotine
I smoked I threw up
Yet I lit 'em up
For thirty years
a machine

So there you have it
That one habit
Is what got me I am today

I can smell the on the sheets
me
I believe this is the end
I can hear those sad
Still me
So things
I'd do

But is my deathbed
I lie alone
If I close my eyes
I know I'll be

I got on March twenty first
Eight months before my would give birth
easier to be sure you love someone
When her father with the barrel of a gun
The union was far harmonious
No two people could have been more alone us
The years go by and she'd love someone else
And I realized I hadn't been yet myself

From it's your typical spiel
Yeah if life was a
I was drunk at the
I was seeing the ends
All fall
Yeah I swear I was destined to
And from the start

I bowled about six times a
The bottle of Beam the memories from me
The marriage had taken a split
And with my pride the ex-wife took the kids

I can smell the death on the
me
I can't this is the end
I can those sad memories
Still me
So many
I'd do

But is my deathbed
I lie alone
If I close my tonight
I know I'll be

I was so scared of
But He me out
the cancer in my lungs
That's me now
And I've given up
On the days I left
But I to the hope
Of my in the next
Then showed up
Said, "Before we go up
I thought that we reminisce
See one night in your
When you out the light
You for and prayed for my forgiveness"

You cried
The tears soaked your fur
The blood from your fangs
You said, "What I done?"
You that Lamb
With every sinful
And you wept alone
Your was so contrite

You said, "Jesus, please forgive me of my
Sanctify this withered of mine
Stay with me my life is through
And on that day take me home with you"

I can smell the death on the
me
I believe this is the end
I can You whisper to me,
"It's time to
You'll be lonely again"

But was my deathbed
I there alone
When I closed my tonight
You me home

[Jon Foreman of Switchfoot sings, as the voice of
I am the Way
Me
And My hand
And I am the
Me and you'll understand
And I am the
And through Me you'll live
For I am
I am
I, I am