Luyện nghe bài hát Ming's Dynasty CPM

Dissection of
Cross-culture
Spit through chest plates
No hope to
weight for wounded rivals
We our half-torn smiles

I have my heart
To fit me lonely

I'm down windows
Set back awkward silence
below
Their on limp shoulders
Propped up by of widows
soothed

I have rearranged my
To fit me lonely

We're not you off
We're not you off
has never been closer than now

We're not you off
not writing you off
Limp will you count it off for me?
Limp will you count it off for me?