Luyện nghe bài hát Scoundrel Days

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

Outside on the
The makes no noise
I can feel the sweat on my
Leaking into my
I'm heading out for the hills
leaving me no choice

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

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

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

And see
As our are in the making
We
Through their and the hating
That love free
Through scoundrel

I the edge of town
I've got blood in my
Their hands touch my
everywhere
But I know that made it
As I run the air

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