Luyện nghe bài hát In Our Defense

to the wall,
the crosshairs shift this tied down burden: Courage.
What did you
A of reason and faith alike.
Because you take shots, my back's turned, gutless.
You think saving face
But tell you what (I'll tell you what)

As far as concerned the next breath that you take should be underwater.
worthless. You've been told once before.
This time you're get back a little more than you paid for.

Forced to the wall the record skips and this sense is detecting.
You run for cover. A nightmare, a vision, a quota, a reason.
You shots, my back's turned, you're gutless.
You think you're saving face but first first,
is a matter of egos and how every single shot you take
Is taken in and vain.
Place your bets, it's a of context.

You said it, you it, you want it, you've got it.
I've been far too long for this.
You take shots, my back's turned, gutless, and you've got no spine at all.
I've been waiting. Take shot and be on your way.

Spill fiction my back is turned, when you've got an easy target.
Build stregth, and heart is gone.
You my back that you're more courageous.
We've got our souls held in dark hotel room.
taking chances for the worst and the worst is yet to come.

Place bets, it's a matter of...
You it, you mean it, you want it, you've got it.
I've been far too long for...

a litte backbone.
In this we've dug, you're never crawling out alive.
You make it too far, you won't get too far.
In this home made, you're never welcome again.
You make it too far.
Place your son, pay your ransom.
You know what it is to regret.