Luyện nghe bài hát Sounds Like Balloons

Ancient

We built fucker stone by stone
Our fingers bled, our feet were
But we strong and carried on

on in
Do you want to touch my bulbous
With features wrapped and stretched to
A tiny nose is all left

is not
For your

The at the end of our toes
on, and on, and on, and on
The at the core of our bones
It on, and on, and on, and on

The at the end of our toes
on, and on, and on, and on
The at the core of our bones
on

The gone
It seems dug up all our land
The world was man by man
Let's move the sky and not join

Rome
We built that stone by stone
Our fingers bled, our feet were
But we stayed strong and on
is not
For entertainment

The land at the end of our
on, and on, and on, and on
The at the core of our bones
It on, and on, and on, and on

The at the end of our toes
on, and on, and on, and on
The sand at the of our bones
on

Life still sounds like
You chew and you chew and
teeth crumble to the floor
It's where they lay, it's where lay

The never really dies
I don't think we try
no difference from
Where we wake or we die

The at the end of our toes
on, and on, and on, and on
The sand at the core of our
It on, and on, and on, and on

The at the end of our toes
on, and on, and on, and on
The sand at the core of our
on