Luyện nghe bài hát Neck On The New Blade

High, high, fiddle low, fiddle low
There's a ghost in my soul
High, fiddle high, fiddle low, low
a [Incomprehensible]

A crooked in my walk, a in my talk
Is what I'm after little
Metal on the red in head
I'm down an feelin' ill

High, fiddle high, fiddle low, low
There's a cold blade on my
High, fiddle high, low, fiddle low
a girl that I know

You ain't never had one I believe you will
is your season for standin' still
Metal on the red in head
I'm goin' down an ill

See boys I've known her way back
Back when she was
on fire spoke the word
And a left her head

Holy my other
That's a joke
Like cold knife on the bridge of strife
the words that I spoke