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

Eye to eye stand and losers

by envy
cut by

Face to with their own disallusions

The scars of old romances 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 first cut won't at all

The second makes you wonder.
The third have you on your knees

You bleeding
I screaming.
too late
the decision is made by

Time to prove what should last.
Whose are so true as to stand the test?
Whose are so strong as to parry all attacks?
And when blow by blow the dies . . .
The first cut hurt at all
. . .
The first cut hurt at all
. . .
The first cut hurt at all
. . .