Luyện nghe bài hát Short Of Breath

Look at the dawn scoffing at the

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

Another question in my
Another I will find
Crushing the senses of the
Are we two of a kind?

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

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

I pray not to
Enduring decay
I always see the
And finally I fall

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

Just tears lots of doubts
Only