Luyện nghe bài hát My December

When I look into your eyes, it keeps me
When I hear your private lies, I don't any better
Clouds will gather over me, rain soak me down
As I remember, my

Just to the left, upon is left
the left side of the dawn
Leaving the traces, the faces
Of the last December

Nothing but the is all I wanted
Everything I had was always
Clouds will gather over me, lightening strike me
As I remember, my

to the left, upon what is left
Upon the left of the dawn
Leaving the traces, forgotten the
Of the December morn

From the hand of God squeeze me
To the firestorm that feeds me, in my
In a too much for the likes of a man
Who remember

will gather over me, in misery I drown
In my December, my

to the left, upon what is left
Upon the side of the dawn
Leaving the traces, the faces
Of the last morn

From the hand of God that me
To the firestorm feeds me, in my December
In a too much for the likes of a man
Who can't