Luyện nghe bài hát Only the Young Die Good

Waste of a face never yours for the
across your head
Then with what time remained
Set out to it

Yonder would break days plump with
Of new and glorious
would spill, souring still
Despite our adornments for

But all in time
You before the light
So soaked in
It dries your to fight

But is never enough
Socks tucked in the folds of your
Contents of blaze in your eyes
Jesus, I'm drunk on spirit tonight

If only the good die young
I'd your corruption comes
Swift like a in the night
Right I'd my right eye right out

If only the ones die young
I'd your corruption comes
Swift like a in the night
I'd pluck my right eye right out

Yanked from your slumber what ominous
Dangles in your
Rife with sprites on knives
Crowd into your

Well sight is a and in your defense
What I might to
The in which you touch what you clutch
Or the way the wind touches you

If the good ones die young
I'd pray your comes
like a thief in the night
Right I'd pluck my eye right out

If only the young ones die
I'd your corruption would
like a slit in the wrist
Hack the hands, the rest