Luyện nghe bài hát I Die a Little More Each Day

For every man mocked and killed
For every drop of contagion spilled
is my house
This is my

For every battle and won
The banners flapping in the sun
This is my
This is my
The black leaking in their graves
The tin cans rocking on the waves
For every child the streets will
The curse that through her tiny veins
For every rose that away
I die a little more day
a little more each day

For every field of wasted
The standing 'neath the western plains
This is my
This is my
For every fist to the sky
The crimes of hate our sons glorify
For every mouth that yearns for
The of stone proclaiming
God is
For every soul lost it's way
I die a more each day
Just a more each day
A more each day

For all the I disown
The I condone
For beast of land and sky and sea
suffers for my vanity

For every sin the sun
For all the tears from here to kingdom
For every beast of and sky and sea
That suffers for my

For every sin the sun
For all the tears from here to kingdom
For every child the will claim
The curse that rushes through her veins
For every that wilts away
I die a more each day
Just a more each day
A more each day
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