Luyện nghe bài hát Freesignal

I have a reason to live. Can't take from me!
The car drove past at a miles.
It a bag in the shape of a body that read.
I've got and you're wasting it here.
She these words and placed her body back into her bunk.
She of better spaces.
Like the stuck in replay.
Ejected her morals
Her told her it's sane, it's sane.
I'd a signal that I receive.
A picture than my TV.
A static emotional sound
through all the darkness that surrounds me.
Towns seem to her style.
She to swallow a sinker with the hook intact.
Probing her heart words of fabrication.
She torments but that thin line to heaven is strong.
Her can barely function. (she looks around)
She's from one lung. (she looks around)
just convinced to die, to die.
She "that word" which cuts like a knife.
Coming from your TV is a far from truth.