Luyện nghe bài hát Grains & Grams

The it felt so so heated
Believed in all the things you
words unspoken
Broken in the spread

my sense and feeling
Seeds in my head
Now time for you to leave here
Every and gram I shed

Every a grain of sand
As we hold it in our
falling through the cracks

From the ashes we
Many grams the truth weigh
Now thrown the wind
the wind...

I see now how the woven
Fibre tight still and bled
Do no harm a story
Then contradict our moral

Every truth a grain of
As we it in our hands
It's falling through the

From the we create
Many grams the truth weigh
Now thrown into the
the wind...

Fickle is our rhyme and
Obese in indulgent mind
Our gravitas has lost meaning
Does it sink beneath the changing

Every a grain of sand
As we hold it in our
It falling through the

In the we create
Many grams the will weigh
Now into the wind

In the riot of our
Only we create