Luyện nghe bài hát Staging a Traffic Jam

A burning bridge a traffic jam
Intention stained upon
Eyes the sky's darkest
Constipated of condensation

At the start there was
Breaks my heart doesn't no sense
Just again that's the recompense
learning to fly

In a it's innocence
It's my only defense on a trip
And being held hostage, I'll wrap my heart you
I'll wrap my arms you falling down the stairs

See chair, see this empty room
There's my heart, there's my open
'Cause the end always comes too
try to get by