Luyện nghe bài hát Last Song

Civilized all our
Not a
The grass
To sleep the stillness

blood, without air
All the
eyes
This was worse than dying

My was set
Just the suns red
But now the sun is
There have been

That cut me
The was there for letting

The weekend
Can your life
Unfold your
One surprise
Something we die

Our closed
Once more will not
This killing is good
the red and years and years of sinning
Elizabeth is

on dirt roads
In St.
pines, Id let you win
is purity
That has nothing to do our skin

The pitch of
stained shirts and fucked up hair
To outside the stillness

your blood and the air
Withstand the
eyes
We do not this dying

Our are closed
Once more will not
This killing is killing
Despite the red and and years of sinning
is winning

Forget these
We dont need so explaining
is winning