Luyện nghe bài hát Rome

We into Rome
With blood in our
days of travelin'
Months of
Taking our
Turns at the
Taking
And pot and
not to feel
No one had
No one had
Our bodies bad
Our spirits beaten
we dragged
All of us
As we staggered through
Blaming the
Blaming the
For worship of
the cops
And blaming their
And never looking
Ourselves in the
And minute by
Growing apart

Julia,
Where you gone?
Why you vanished
Off of my
Julia,
Where is truck?
have you driven
With all of my

But even old bull
Their grave in sight
Must search they unearth
One last to fight
And so it was us
So to the end
One last story to
One last hill to
One to avoid
One guitar to
One untruth to be
One last to be sung
And you, the brilliant
Most driven, most
of a bastard
I have seen
And you and turn
A good bitch of the
So to the end
left to defile
And me in the
for the ride
The distraction
familiocide
And our weaknesses
No one
picking
And
nothing remained

Julia,
have you gone?
Why you vanished
Off of my
Julia,
Where is truck?
Where have you
all of my luck?

And now in kitchen
from home
Miles from
from Rome
Rome was a
Rome was a
Rome was the
Rapid eye
To dream
We like leaves
pieces of dust
Warriors
swords and shields rust
And now as we
To couches and
To closets and
Let us drink to the
Let us drink to the
To the winds which blowed us
Let us to the rivers
Let us to the road

And if you this far
From either conscience or
Have one of advice
That I think you should
If ever travels
you this far from home
Consult your map
Stear clear of

Julia,
Where you gone?
Why have you
Off of my
Julia,
is your truck?
Where have you
With all of my