Luyện nghe bài hát Little Problems, Little Lies

I come down Ft. Lewis
First PFC
And in these doorways
Aint to me

But now I got my
That lives inside
the sin and kill 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
the chopper comes from heaven
To up my bones

And Im standin on a
Out on the edge
And the moon is high
It my dyin eyes

Little problems, lies
Little problems, little

And all the dudes fighting
So far away home
Some are unsung
Some are made of

And of them are broken
The broken strong
Some of them are
Their innocence is

And Im standin on a
Out on the edge
And the moon is high
And it fills my eyes

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