Luyện nghe bài hát Sadness Comes Home

There's no thing as good enough
For eyes and hard earned rust
I've grown tired of counting
To somehow make things
When always comes home

Sadness home
Sadness home

Cursed to be your best
This amber will find no rest
grown tired of standing up
When every one just in
When always comes home

Sadness comes
Sadness comes

I take so little and i bleed so
My hand me down is out of luck
I take so and i bleed so much
My hand me heart is out of luck

No such thing as good
For eyes and hard earned rust
I've grown tired of odds
To somehow things even
When sadness comes home