Luyện nghe bài hát Every Gun Makes Its Own Tomb

Drive, let's get out of mess
We can fall out into streets
And stumble for a place to

Stop, talking
We have too many bridges now
We have to to think about

This before we up
And fall into broken that are ten feet deep
And we seem to sink

We need to be more honest than we ever
We're deep

Now so we can spill more
Secrets from lives that have never died
And always seem to us trip and

Fall, in love with
With these eyes of mine cannot lie
For they never shined this

but we'll keep dancing
Around the truth we're so scared to spill
So up baby, I've had my fill

We need to be more than we ever have
We're sinking
We to be more honest than we ever have
sinking deep