Luyện nghe bài hát Eight Days

Eight of the week cant believe my eyes.
Insurrection in the so we stay inside.

Go, its coming.

Eight days of the week dead on our feet,
me aside just shoot me.
No black and white, and white,
wish we could right through you.

of wishing things were different I can sympathise.
Lately dont seem so easy theres no black and white.

Go, its coming.

Eight days of the were dead on our feet,
take me aside just me.
No and white, black and white,
wish we could drive through you