Luyện nghe bài hát Promises

O, we pretty things
And we pledge with rings
We profess love
But does that hold any weight
When we the right to break
Any vow draws our blood

Our word is so and feeble
Broken by the slightest breeze or
Our hearts are so deceitful
and filled with lies
That lead to

We are and thieves
we never turn to grieve
The done
see
Never quake rage
At what we have
we have become

Yeah we get down on we
O, we play at
But we do not count the
We say
"On Me you can depend"
And
"I will be 'till the end"
we will not bear the cross

Our is so faint and feeble
Broken by the breeze or breath
Our are they're so deceitful
Sick and with lies
That to death

We are and thieves
Will we never turn to
The done
see
Never with rage
At what we become?
What we become

and thieves
Will we never turn to
The damage
see
Never with rage
At what we have
What we have

Cowards and
Will we never turn to
The done
see
Never quake with
At what we have
What we become