Luyện nghe bài hát Short Of Breath

Look at the dawn at the damned

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

Another in my mind
Another mistake I find
Crushing the senses of the
Are we two of a kind?

I never I'm in my place
I continually that disgrace
I feel I'm in my place
I will never kneel
I'll never kneel a moving

dismissed, short of breath
Bearing my disarray a word
The is hard, the fight as well
Bearing

I not to betray
Enduring that
I see the grey
And finally I away

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

Just tears lots of doubts
devout