Luyện nghe bài hát Pulse

Deep

Buried in the seventh
facing
Rainbow oh
Its gone, I could be

pit
Scary
Soul lit the violent
Never
replacing oh
Its gone, move it

Rip
Make
Solitude a blunder
Devil
defining role
My soul, will be cold

we run
We sun
I dont whats real
In all the old things

clown
Not
Sad face whose life under
We all
The can bend and break
Away, think of the

stick
Burning
Losing time but on ya
faces blur as time goes on
And on, it wrong

we run
We sun
I dont feel whats
In all the old things

folder
older
Makin way for young miss
We can
But she cant hold on
Too long, she might on

Age old
Space
Listen youll hear him crying
Even gods can feel it away
Today, is away

we run
We sun
I dont feel whats
In all the old things

You hide
In a place youll never
Hide
On own