Luyện nghe bài hát Dying In New Brunswick

You told me on your birthday all the things that place had done to you.
And in the you walk.
You hide your face because don't believe that it's true.
They say it doesn't that often.
But happening right now.

I'm writing you letter to let you know I'm not alright.
And in this the streets are paved with hate
And you cry to sleep tonight.
And say "no, there aren't love songs in the sky."
You counted the days till you could say "Bye-bye, city, bye-bye"
walking down on Union
You see the and know they're apart of you.

They say it doesn't happen often
But happening right now.

I'm writing you a time.
To let you know here has changed.
The are still paved with hate.
So you can cry yourself to tonight.

Will you back on this night
As the day ruined your life.
Will you look on these city streets and say,
"Oh, God, are you?"
In city streets I hide my face.
I turn when you look at me
And night when I try and sleep.
I feel your hands all my body.

You away the street signs and shot out all the stop lights.
If you smashed away all the building what would you left?