Luyện nghe bài hát Lips Surrendered

Your heart pumps its pint of blood
Your roll to the back of your head
And your last breath
I woke up in sweat

Recapture the dead
On surrendered forever
Rode on the of Death
In the direction of

a blue suburban sky
Draped in a black scape
One ray of the sun shines in on eyes
Someone woke up dripping in your sweat....

the dead smile
On surrendered forever
on the wings of Death
In the of escaping

I think sunbeam
the door ajar