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

Eye to eye stand winners and

by envy
cut by

Face to face their own disallusions

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

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

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

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