Luyện nghe bài hát Scoundrel Days

Was somebody 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 makes no
I can the sweat on my lips
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 love goes

For of an option
I run the round
I dream pictures of houses
Never knowing nothing to do
With death comes the
and new

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

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

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

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