Luyện nghe bài hát For Good

A hot and humid
Faces, faces
Then a face, I my face years ago
Such

Many psychic
In his short few years
In the noise of his silence he ran away the violence
To

But is my day
And I can dream above the cry
Cause I've got something
And it might be my own
For

But is my day
And I can see the in my head
But not the same
I transform the pain

For
I the pain
For
I the pain
For