Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So Sorry

about time for telling you off for all
your
no the roaring thunder stopped in cold
to
no
get and make no excuses waste of
precious
no
the sun shines on everyone,
yourself to death

so you gotta fire up, you let go
you'll never be till you've made your own
you gotta face up, you gotta get
you never the top till you get too low

a son of a
a son of a
I'm so
a son of a
a son of a
I'm so

no and no deceiving, man is what he loves
I keep to conceive that death is from above
no
get and make no excuses waste of
precious
no
the sun shines on everyone,
yourself to death

so you gotta up, you gotta let go
you'll be loved till you've made your own
you gotta up, you gotta get yours
you never know the top you get too low

chorus]

life isn't always you think it'd be
your head for one second and the tables turn
and I know, I know that I did you
but will you me when I say that I'll
make it up to you somehow,

so you fire up, you gotta let go
you'll never be till you've made your own
you gotta face up, you gotta get
you never the top till you get too low

chorus]

I'm so (x3)