Luyện nghe bài hát Live Hurts More Than Death

... And he was long
For this season much too
He would have even longer
But he was cut off the
It was everybody
Used to them selves
Oh, yes, my boy
It was not a year

... And she on the gas
With her trembling hands
And she was quite petite
Inside the she did creep
I knew there's wrong
She did not the phone
Oh, yeah, my little
I have come earlier then

You really me down
The next will come
I won't tell you: see you
The year will never come...

... And she him in the face
She was sensitive
She could not put up it
When away swinging her
I had not it
And as always, I say:
Had I only been three,
You be impeccable