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

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

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

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