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 wear us out, wear us out
There is a at sea

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

Blinds divide the sunlight into strips
The of a blade
In this trench we dig for ourselves
and fade
Glare the enemy heat of the bodies in bed
There's no

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

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

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

and picket line are formings around our beds
And the landmines in our chests will all go off in
If we trip each into this
Do you we'll find a way out?
We've a compound to retreat this conscience,

It's,
One loss
One no sleep
One the gun shot we heard
One part the mistaken for laughter
One part everything
One love
One part out of the driving rain
One parting way in the cold apartment
Don't look
Just running down the stairs

Do you hear the
Can you hear the in the traffic?
in the attic?
They say, after time, all this will
We rebuild
And these broken will
(Mend in our embrace)