Luyện nghe bài hát Little Problems, Little Lies

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

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

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

Screamin questions
Dreamin my home
Till the comes from heaven
To up my bones

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

problems, little lies
Little problems, little

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

And of them are broken
The broken strong
Some of are crazy
innocence is gone

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

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