Luyện nghe bài hát Photographic Memories

taken to a day when eyes
said so much than hollow words screamed.
sometimes stares left scars.
and now our collide.
at 2am our lips spark to the horizon.
bathe these streets in gasoline, we'll dress this in flames.
words are worthless when looks can us.
are broken when romance dies...
sleep with memories, they lay deceased.

and now all i have is this gallery of pictures... in the crimson daylight
and the garden of grey roses is still there... and smell so sweet.

are worthless when looks can betray us.
lives are when romance dies...
they knives in their smiles.
apathy to avoid a broken heart.

so ill write this story one last time. these pages are worn some empty inside. but i speak my heart, i give my word, and all i ask is for nothing in return. just take me for what im worth, take me for what you see, cause i live without you. you mean everything to me.