Luyện nghe bài hát Scar

What does look like to you?
A mark so fine you see
You one just like it too
A vine, a mark so fine

'Cause I love you all I am
And you love me you are
As as a twisting vine
A so fine but still a scar

Fear plays dumb then eats the
a vagabond with a fishing pole
He whistles but he cannot
an awful tune but very soon

I that I am whistling too
And your is like a star
That I sit like a vagabond
Who wears his fear like a scar

The blade of our fortune
Like a parade, it cuts a
shows on our foolish way
And on our aftermath

If I you to save myself
And you love me we are
So fool to that our parade
Could a path but not a scar

And I you with all I am
And you love me with you are
As pretty as a vine
A mark so fine but still a