Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Nights

Sunday are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll learn
We can still make this one to
It's Sunday night and we've to burn
Tomorrow morning can its turn

Charge your glasses, raise a
To the gained
To the that we lost
Another run to ground

Another coat of red
Painted across our
Work is shallow, cuts are
Who waste two days respite?

You can't up on sleep
So here we are, last saloon
The ticking and a slow defeat
all be over soon

Sunday nights are surrender
It never and we'll never learn
We can still make one to remember
It's Sunday night and time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its

Once friends unto the breach
Bleary eyed, the stuff of
Always out of reach
Defiance in crumpled clothes

played out with a headache
Starting late but slow
we know we have to be here
We have freer air, we don't have to care

nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never
We can still make one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to
Tomorrow morning can its turn

All our days fade away
In hazy nights and mistakes
So to us and needs that must
Let's raise a toast for one boast

'Cause it's Sunday night and we've to burn
Tomorrow morning can its turn