Luyện nghe bài hát Ray Liotta

Running to the
And you're feeling like Ray Liotta
Eyes are blacker your shades
You're wearing thin

through the crowd
'Cause you wait
And you can't face a
at the ceiling
The are closing in

Life's too
So you run
And you
too slow

Turn into the
And you him on the stairs
Man, you kept me
And it's me the fear

He takes you the corner
And he passes you the
You bitch the money
He says that's the cost of

And too slow
have you run away
And you
You can run

Back the open
And feeling kind of nervous
Wanna get there
So get a cab

for the door
It seems you're never gonna get
Now you're sitting again your friend

You're looking in the but it's not at your reflection
And a hit between the starts your weekend
You're in the mirror but it's not at your reflection
And a hit the eyes starts your weekend