Luyện nghe bài hát Little Problems, Little Lies

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

But now I got my
evil lives inside
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 bout my
Till the comes from heaven
To up my bones

And Im standin on a
Out on the edge
And the moon is hangin
It fills my eyes

Little problems, lies
Little problems, little

And all the dudes fighting
So far away from
Some are unsung
Some are of stone

And some of are broken
The places strong
Some of are crazy
innocence is gone

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

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