Luyện nghe bài hát Short Of Breath

Look at the scoffing at the damned

I never feel I'm in my
I always that disgrace
I'm not in my

question in my mind
Another mistake I will
Crushing the senses of the
Are we really two of a

I never I'm in my place
I continually feel that
I feel I'm in my place
I will never down
I'll kneel without a moving

Bliss dismissed, short of
Bearing my disarray without a
The is hard, the fight as well
Bearing

I pray not to
Enduring that
I always see the
And finally I away

Let the sun rise my head
To feel warmth on my deathbed
Let the sun over my head
Yes feeling, just feeling that on my deathbed

Just tears with of doubts
Only