Luyện nghe bài hát Little Victories

I press hand in mine however cautiously
I keep a smile right to
And I lapse into the of an overriding obsession
And I get sick as I watch my interests into suspension

This winter, so cold, creeping around arm
Stealth soldiers, creeping your palm
And it's harder, hard to
victories won creeping around your hand

The has taken hold through violent, blurted syllables
Escape my mouth under my
The voice of pricking dread is whispering insistent in my
My paranoia has galvanized by your gaze, so

winter, so cold, creeping around your arm
Stealth soldiers, creeping your palm
I it's harder, hard to understand
Little won creeping around your hand

I your crest to my chest
Hoping it start to look right

There was hushed of young boy's corpse
Lying face down in the river, his hands used to move like
I can't stand this morning, I am practically that boy
No strength to endure, ghostly insecure, pallid through of choice

This winter, so cold, creeping around arm
Stealth soldiers, creeping your palm
I know it's harder, hard to
Little won creeping around your hand
Creeping your hands