Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be Saved

Lose your under the house, lose the button from your blouse,
Lose the diamond ring from the parade-
Lose the color in your lips, lose the in your hips,
But if you lose me in grips I must be saved,

Lose the harmonies we learned, lose the of bread you earned,
Lose the you always kept but never craved-
Lose your rhythm, your lines, lose your sense of passing time,
But if you me in your mind I must be saved,

And if you find your conscience by some misplaced or righteous rage.
Then lose yourself till you remember to forget.

Lose your passion and your hope, lose the in your rope,
your armor in the struggles that you brave-
Lose, the children that you bore, lose the battle, the war,
But if you me in your core I must be saved,

Lose reverence for winners, your patience with forgiveness,
You don't have to be a master or a
your senses, lose your mind, lose your faith in human kind,
But if you lose me down the line I be saved,

And if you your conscience plagued by some misplaced or righteous rage
Then instead till you remember to forget.

Lose perfection for a start, lose the dream you apart,
Lose the chance to find who'd behave,
And then if you haven't yet, 'lose your last regret
For if you me in your net I must be saved

Lose the we never spoke, lose the punch-line to the joke,
Lose your innocence as if willingly you
Lose the kettle on the pot, you can lose the you've got
But if you me in your heart. I must be saved