Luyện nghe bài hát Song Writes Itself

Choke on a breath
in a dope delirium
you got a fragile face in a place
we walk the night to get it right
to a confession
got a pen in my
got a in my head
got teeth
i got dirty
i walk through the
with a thorn in my
and with no

the days roll by
and the songs write
like little bombs just blow up
friendly fire shoots itself

this is the house that re from
and that is how far ve come
i know why you
i think it? s you get far away
and set it to

the days just by
and the songs write
like little bombs they just up
friendly fire shoots itself

and the days roll by
the songs themselves
like little bombs just blow up
friendly fire shoots itself