Luyện nghe bài hát Little Children

(David Christopher)

Dark night lights
A boy on the with his hands held high
He a gun sees an eye
But he'd get shot than give it up

Works for a man
Who expects to get money he sees him again
And if he die on the corner tonight
It won't take too to catch him

Children throw lives away yeah
A little more dying day

Little man he ain't got a lot
But he'd sell his whole world just to get you've got
He's not sure if his body's hooked
But if he a little higher he could fly away

Little young lady watch her children
two outside and one on the way
She seen her man in a thousand days
Since the came around and took him away

Children throw lives away
A little dying every day

Children throw their away
A little more dying day

Children throw lives away yeah
A more dying every day

Sirens through the empty streets
Headed to the of another mistake
One man hanging on the edge of
The other one in a bag

The watch the children think
That the bottom line is nothing's free
But it take much to end a life
When the thoughts stop coming out

Children throw their away
A more every day