Luyện nghe bài hát On The Face Of It

On the of it
On the of it
There is nothing to
Just hypocrisy and
we pretend that we are alone
With our standards
And no profits
We count our days numbered

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On the of it
On the of it
is nothing to conceal
Just and atrocity
While we contend being all alone
With our hardly earned and our burned
We can count our days
the tragedy of a strategy
Of out for number one