Luyện nghe bài hát Little Problems, Little Lies

I come down from Ft.
First PFC
And kickin in doorways
natural to me

But now I got my
That evil inside
Hate the sin and kill the
And do it all with

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

Screamin questions
Dreamin bout my
Till the chopper comes from
To gather up my

And Im on a ledge
Out here on the
And the moon is hangin
It fills my dyin

Little problems, little
Little problems, little

And all the young fighting
So far away from
are unsung heroes
Some are made of

And some of are broken
The broken strong
Some of are crazy
Their is gone

And Im on a ledge
Out here on the
And the is hangin high
And it my dyin eyes

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