Luyện nghe bài hát Knives/Sorrow

We could be perfect one last night, or look star-crossed lovers when we fight.
And we settle this affair, if you shed your yellow, take my hand.
And then, we'll solve the mystery of gravity.
This riddle, of revenge, please it has to be this way.

Stand, up fucking tall and never let see your back.
Take, my fucking and be afraid again.
We've only got one to put this to an end.
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And cross the patron of switch-blade fights.
You said not, celebrities, we spark, and fade, they die by threes.
make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition.

Stand, up fucking tall and never let see your back.
Take, my and never...
Trust, you said, who put the in your head.
Oh how wrong we were to think meant never dying.
Stand...
Take my hand...
my fucking..
Stand, up fucking and don't let them see your back.
Take, my fucking hand and never be again.
JUST BECAUSE MY HAND'S AROUND THROAT!!