Luyện nghe bài hát Manner and Means

Heart is a lonely to lose in the dead of the night
The heart is a sad to lose in the throws of a fight
The heart is a match to the
And the of desire to keep it burning

I am a of the manner and the means
Mine is a story of as it seems
But we've come this far
Still we don't know who we are, it keep burning?

When it's and you see it with your eyes
Would you rather have the truth or a

I call for Angels to breathe holy on rust
I the snakes to come out slowly from the brush
I need a overhaul
A revival to fall to keep it

When it's and you see it with your eyes
Would you rather have the truth or a

it's over and you see it with your eyes
Would you have the truth or a lie?

The heart is a costly thing to sell in the prime of the
My is thinly veiled in the usual fears
The is the dream and the kiss
there could be more than this to keep it burning, burning

To keep it burning, to it burning
To it burning, to keep it burning