Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

Watching the fall
Listening for the upon my door
And for Promised Land

Standing neck in life
My ring of brass lay rusting on the floor, is all?
'Cause it's not what I

along the way
Friends I once held fled in the fast lane
I notice, I just had to make it

Head down, to the grindstone
The kiss of placed on my brow
Kept slidin' to the ground and now buried six feet under

Preaching the floor again
The same old sad
"Bartender, bring glass of drink for their favorite son"

Where did it all go
the use in even holding on?
Here's to love, hate, promises and

Almost called it
Turned to face Void', numb with the suffering
And the question, "Why am I?"

So many I've tried and failed
To gather my courage, again for that nail
Life's been like feet through sand
And never my Promised Land

Preaching from the again
The old sad song
"Bartender, bring another glass of for their favorite son"

Where did it all go
I feel I'm dying
Here's to love, here's to
To and to Promised Land lies