Luyện nghe bài hát Strings Of Change

Some live off the
grow tired of the old gas lamp
And some to strangers along the way
Some tramp on a desert plain

Some pour a drink and
Some long haired swarms the crowd
Some birth to their mother's fiends
I'm staring at the strings of

And some religion away
Some clip the nails of the hands pay
Some will give to get in
Strangled sex with their

Some pour a and drown
Some haired innocent swarms the crowd
Some give birth to mother's fiends
I'm at the strings of change

I'm at the strings of change
Staring at the strings of