Luyện nghe bài hát Short Of Breath

Look at the dawn scoffing at the

I feel I'm in my place
I always feel disgrace
I'm not in my

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

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

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

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

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

Just tears with of doubts
Only