Luyện nghe bài hát Eye To Eye (duel -the First Side)

Eye to eye stand winners and

hurt by
cut by

Face to with their own disallusions

The of old romances still on their sheet.
And blow by blow the passion dies
Sweet little deaths have been lies.
Some memories of gone by times will recall the lines.
The cut won't hurt at all

The only makes you wonder.
The third will have you on your

You start
I screaming.
too late
the is made by fate

Time to prove forever should last.
Whose feelings are so true as to the test?
Whose demands are so as to parry all attacks?
And when blow by the passion dies . . .
The first cut won't at all
. . .
The cut won't hurt at all
. . .
The first cut won't at all
. . .