Luyện nghe bài hát Little Problems, Little Lies

I come from Ft. Lewis
time PFC
And kickin in doorways
Aint to me

But now I got my
That lives inside
Hate the sin and the sinner
And do it all pride

I lie bleedin
In a out SUV
No more reception
No more to see

hopeless questions
Dreamin bout my
Till the chopper comes heaven
To up my bones

And Im on a ledge
Out on the edge
And the moon is high
It fills my eyes

problems, little lies
Little problems, lies

And all the young dudes
So far from home
are unsung heroes
Some are of stone

And some of them are
The places strong
Some of them are
innocence is gone

And Im standin on a
Out here on the
And the is hangin high
And it fills my dyin

Little problems, lies
Ooh, little problems, lies
Ooh, problems, little lies