Luyện nghe bài hát Only the Young Die Good

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

Yonder break days plump with thunder
Of new and morn
Hours would spill, still
Despite our for them

But all in time
You break the light
So in wine
It dries your to fight

But everyday is enough
Socks tucked in the of your guts
Contents of which blaze in your
Jesus, I'm drunk on this spirit

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

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

Yanked from slumber what ominous portent
Dangles in face
Rife sprites falling on knives
Crowd into gaze

sight is a sense and in your defense
What I liken to
The manner in which you what you clutch
Or the way that the wind you

If only the good die young
I'd pray corruption 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
Slip like a slit in the
Hack the hands, redeem the