Luyện nghe bài hát Sense Of Sentiment

Desire and despair and
All wrapped up in
misery which you let bleed
Your sense of

You climb the stairs and no cares
tomorrow and except despair
I wish that I had half strength
Your sense of

I got smacked by the idol
Well, I hope that it was it
Exotic, quixotic and so
Your sense of

And if it no sense at all
Then you give it your all
I love you, I you
I'll die and for
sense of sentiment

Yes, I love you, I you
die and bleed for
Your sense of