Luyện nghe bài hát Scoundrel Days

Was that somebody
It me for sure
I lift my head up from uneasy
Put my feet on the
Cut my wrist on a bad
And head for the

Outside on the
The dark makes no
I can the sweat on my lips
Leaking into my
I'm heading out for the steep
leaving me no choice

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

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

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

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

I reach the of town
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 lives are in the
We
Through the and the hating
love goes free
Through days