Luyện nghe bài hát Fool's Gold

My head is and bent like a crane
The wrecking ball are coming again
And Latham says, "Babe, you life is a ride"
But living's no fun when dead inside

I myself to wake up my veins
I'd pierce my if I thought things would change
But I'm just the skin that's been stung and restung
And the campfire that are sung and resung
For a girl of my age why am I so

I've been chasing a lie I was
Running down and fool's gold
And these Christmas
Are just coal

I've been swallowed up by
I've spat upon by lust
If they ain't playing your money
They're with your trust

And I'm trying so hard to sitting still
To the juice that's been spent or been spilled
To find a spark in myself that hasn't killed
'Cause if death doesn't get you then surely will

I've been chasing a lie I was
Running down thieves and fool's
And these Christmas
Are painted coal

We've chasing a lie we were sold
We're running thieves and fool's gold
And Christmas dreams
Are just painted, just painted, just painted, just coal

Talk about an frost