Luyện nghe bài hát Man With No Country

Picture an before it's begun
The arts of forgiveness is not we're taught
of the havoc already made
The cradle was damaged, dug by the

Where you lie in the sin, for the soul
Forgive me this before I go cold
From of grief and all I regret
Spare me the before I forget

For once in this
I better do right
But I'm in a world that won't stop burnin'
Won't stop

through the arms with a mindless desire
Hand in pocket, burnt by the fire
Cold as the stone, you at the wall
Blood never till the pressure is high

With despise of the that festers the growth
The truth beckons
Don't lose you stole

For once in this
I better do something
Don't bury the voice not yet spoken

I'll the flames
Till this man with no remains
Still in a world that won't stop burnin'

Right or wrong, this is where I
I've always
If the be known, there's no place left to go
No I can go

But there is a light, still a spark
There is no in this room for the dark
So scatter the that's left of the old
For dust only settles when bored, settles when

For in this life
I better do something
Don't the voice that's not yet spoken

I'll the flames
Till this man with no remains
Still caught in a that won't stop burnin'

Won't stop
won't stop burnin'