Luyện nghe bài hát Panic Pure

My earliest
Is of up a sparkler
High up to the sky
Some 4th of spectacular

I it with an urgency
I'll never ever be to repeat
At I might could be accused
Of being painfully

But as of late I'm looking to the future
Though I've never much of a planner
Throwing into the fan
as catch as those catchers can

And so all you in your scrutiny
Don't my scars like tree rings
My jigsaw disposition, piecemeal properties
Are either smoked or honey cured by the pure
Yeah, yeah, by the panic