Luyện nghe bài hát Little Problems, Little Lies

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

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

I lie bleedin
In a out SUV
No cell reception
No light to see

hopeless questions
Dreamin my home
the chopper comes from heaven
To gather up my

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 away from
Some are heroes
Some are made of

And some of are broken
The places strong
of them are crazy
Their innocence is

And Im standin on a
Out on the edge
And the moon is hangin
And it my dyin eyes

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