Luyện nghe bài hát Stitches

Every is a season
minute lasts a day
so i sit here stitches
i find comfort in

how i to fill my lungs

so me how does it feel to
breathe in and clean
cause ive living on my knees
i was seventeen

thought i was beneath the snow
but even cover i still choke

well my wings were clipped and if they wern't
ive not the guts to fly and leave behind the
theres no in my soul just a list of lies ive told
and i dont how much longer i can hold on x3