Luyện nghe bài hát Napoleon

It's game
you have managed to grab everyone's
the scorching your flesh
between the pedestal and ceiling
I can't just stand there to watch it as it
soon it crush you entirely
and you know I pull every arm and leg
from socket of my own to just you
and all my force and weight I'd tip you over
because I know you would feet first
I'd Expect your

Oh how my hand from satisfaction
this ink I dries like the salt on your wound
don't forget to buy out
burn the, the confession box
forget to win their hearts
and the chapel

Sweet irony, always had its plague upon me
can we humor this just for
caught between the salted wound and
funnier then now
I've always, how missed it
this value value

Oh how my hand shakes from
this ink I drain dries like the salt on wound

at this my is dry
as you dissect my
and the that form
may you press them against your

don't to buy them out
burn the, the confession box
don't forget to win hearts
and level the

This is politics turns to gossip