Luyện nghe bài hát Miracle Mile

I'm ready to
not my fault
Don't a four-leaf clover
Good to the owner
Just wait, when the fall
They go your faults
Now you're boring me to death
I've got a catacomb underneath the same I lay my head
I've gotta bury them blind and then control what find
I'm hanging on a
You know I'm ready to blow like I've you I would
Out of you find your own authority
Cleanse the water to send your holy
I'm flying solo, I'm falling so low, do we go
Out of nothing you find own authority
Forbidden honor go as far as atrophy
I'm flying
go
Now just boring me to death
I've got a cataract on a shaky conscience at best (shaky guest)
I've got to up my mind and try to make up some time
I'm on a thread
You know I'm to blow, but not quite yet
You know I'm ready to fold, count my cards yet
You know I'm ready to forget all we've been
You know I'm for you
The shaken are for new sounds on old ground
To reflections,
infections from strong in weak glands
And when awakened their vision will fade
It aint a bit of my
I'm gonna her