Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So Sorry

about for anyone telling you off for all
your
no sign the roaring stopped in cold
to
no
get mine and make no excuses of
breath
no
the sun on everyone, everyone
love yourself to

so you gotta fire up, you let go
you'll never be loved you've made your own
you gotta face up, you get yours
you know 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 lies and no deceiving, man is what he
I keep tryin' to conceive that death is above
no
get mine and make no excuses of
breath
no
the sun shines on everyone,
yourself to death

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

[repeat

life isn't what 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 trust me when I say that
make it up to you somehow,

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

chorus]

I'm so (x3)