Luyện nghe bài hát Lies

Too old to sell, too young to tell, too much of
Mirrors deflect light from eyes
Fact turns to fiction when we
Things best forgotten you think
Sit comfortably whilst telling

Those brittle trees, skeleton leaves were meant for dying
Swallow the lies more than the
They're always on the tongue
For all the to be sung
Sit comfortably whilst telling

They don't love you, the just need a little sex
True colours through
Don't beat yourself up for being too

They love you (x2)

Too old to sell, too to tell, too much of everything
Mirrors light from their eyes
turns to fiction when we blink
Things best forgotten don't you
Sit comfortably whilst telling

(They don't you) Those brittle trees, those skeleton leaves were meant for dying
(They just need a little sex sometimes) the lies more than the truth
(True colours shine through) They're always on the tongue
(Don't beat yourself up for too blind) For all the falsehoods to be sung
Sit comfortably whilst lies

They don't you
They just need a sex sometimes
colours shine through
Don't beat yourself up for too blind