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

Eye to eye winners and losers

hurt by
cut by

Face to face with own disallusions

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

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

You bleeding
I screaming.
It's too
the is made by fate

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