Luyện nghe bài hát Marches And Maneuvers

This is a war we
And the sides are drawn, are drawn
And all wrapped up in fatigues
And they wear us out, us out
is a storm at sea

If we fly a white flag under a and blue sky
the red sun rise?
(The taste of your kerosene burn me up)
If we fly a white under a black and blue sky
the red sun rise?
(The glare from your enemy make me go blind)

Blinds the sunlight into thin strips
The size of a
In this trench that we dig for
and fade
Glare with the enemy heat of the in bed
There's no

This is a war we in
We're up in arms, up in
With our pressed against the wall
And it's wearing thin, thin
These are the
(We swallow)

If we fly a white flag under a black and sky
the red sun rise?
(The taste of your kerosene lips me up)
If we fly a white under a black and blue sky
Will the red sun
(The glare from your enemy make me go blind)

is a war
Administer the
(Keep fighting)
Before the cell
(Keep marching)
We'll both go like toy soldiers
(This is a war)

Threats and line are formings around our beds
And the landmines in our will all go off in time
If we trip each into this
Do you think find a way out?
synthesized a compound to retreat this conscience,

It's,
One part
One no sleep
One part the gun we heard
One part the mistaken for laughter
One everything after
One love
One stepping out of the driving rain
One part parting way in the apartment
look back
Just keep running the stairs

Do you hear the
Can you hear the voices in the
Communiques in the
say, after time, all this will heal
We will
And these broken arms
(Mend in our embrace)