Luyện nghe bài hát Scoundrel Days

Was that screaming
It wasn't me for
I lift my up from uneasy pillows
Put my feet on the
Cut my on a bad thought
And head for the

on the pavement
The dark no noise
I can the sweat on my lips
Leaking into my
I'm out for the steep hills
leaving me no choice

And see
As our are in the making
We
the lies and the hating
That love goes

For want of an
I run the wind
I dream pictures of houses
Never nothing else to do
With death the morning
and new

Was it too to ask for
To a little weight
They anything but greatness
These are scoundrel
And I'm close to out their names
As pride hits my

And see
As our lives are in the
We
Through lies and the hating
That love free
scoundrel days

I reach the edge of
got blood in my hair
Their hands touch my
From
But I know that made it
As I run the air

And see
As our are in the making
We
Through the lies and the
That goes free
Through scoundrel