Luyện nghe bài hát Sing It Again

{Should we do one then?
Dead
go
One, two, three,

A town of disrespect, the are wrecked
The is younger than us
Nowhere is else
You keep to yourself, stirring the dregs, where I laid

The signs are flashing dead ends
They come to life anymore

I the rest, I should have guessed
love was hangin' by threads
Tongues tied the moon
My love is a room of bottles and tangled webs

The miser's wind minds like
Clocks that grind their on and on

And if meant some accident, some coincidence
Crumbs out of the sky, when you wander by
The dust blow when nobody's home

Oh! Won't you lay my
Upon the funeral and sing it again?

Oh! Won't you lay my
Upon the fire and sing it again?