Luyện nghe bài hát It's Late

Wrapped up in a short black coat thin
A hand around her to block the wind.
She smiled as the smoke escaped her
Then let her hand gently away from his.

Cause it's late now, and I'm tired of all these
And the cold stings my skin.
I won't say it now, but I get everyday to letting this world win

And the city on everything it makes
But the sunrise heals every it breaks.
And not the birds, we all sing songs
To celebrate, to mourn, or just on

Cause it's late now, and the day has not kind
So I came here to
It's a hard town, but I hold my head up
a death row cigarette

Can't this all wait 'til the
I can't think straight now
like we're better off without these clenched fists
All us in, I want out, I want out

Like Christmas lights left up 'till
we alive something that should have died
And everyday light burns out
'till on this we are the darkest house

Cause late now, and everybody's left
And I I might too
my mother said, you always leave with who you bring
And I came here you