Luyện nghe bài hát Shackle The Wind

Here at the end, pathetic
But I'll hang your clothes on the line, on the
Curse all the soldiers, I that I'll hold ya
When gentle days pass through my mind, my mind

Shackle the and I'll see you again
I ain't got nothing to prove.
Shackle the and I'll see you again
When I ain't got to prove.

dreams and debutante summers
I stammered and stuttered lies, through lies
You advantage of a splintered filled victory
While held on in my eyes, in my eyes

Cedar letters, tears in a dorm
A rain dog alone in the storm, in the
Victim of alleyways, cancer families
Victim of born, still born

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Here at the end, again
But I'll hang your clothes on the line, on the