Luyện nghe bài hát Photograph

Now is not the time to
Now is not the time to

Look from my thoughts
All the around my heart
Coat them in
down all the parts
To a size fits a box
Infrastructure crashing down, a sound.
And it's me

But now is not the time to
Now is not the to hurt
But photographs are killing me

The pictures on the
them up in old newspapers
Pack in
I the rule - the golden rule
And I catch my eye years ago
I want to scream at my own image, I now know
But the smile upon my face remains in
And it's me

But now is not the to feel
Now is not the to hurt
But these are killing me

a photograph next to your bed
You know the one - I pull a
I'd have put my arms you had I known
It was the