Luyện nghe bài hát Sadness Comes Home

There's no such thing as good
For arctic eyes and hard rust
I've tired of counting odds
To make things even
When sadness comes home

comes home
Sadness comes

to be your second best
This soul will find no rest
I've grown tired of up
When every one just in
When sadness always home

Sadness comes
Sadness home

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

No thing as good enough
For arctic eyes and hard earned
I've grown tired of odds
To somehow make things
When always comes home