Luyện nghe bài hát Eight Of Nine

These hospital walls are the palest of
in this desert they're reciting my last rights
The smell of these
temporary comfort
As the flows through my blood
El was poisoned tonight...
on her eight of nine.

When half of all prayers are insincere,
The half are lies.
Here is watermark under this bridge.
The point it all crested,
back and drifted into the sea.
I climb from this
As the smoke to clear from my lungs.
The closest of close has happened tonight.

It's time that I things right
For the time,
the last time.
Let this of clarity
this curse that has been cast upon me.

So the good times,
But don't the worst for granted.
you only get so many second chances