Luyện nghe bài hát SYRE

A beautiful
The of a boy who chased the sunset until it chased him
Never quite sure about his or where he's been in this pink world or why nothing ever made sense
He knew he had loved and been loved
But had no order to place it
All he knew was he woke up everyday
Bleeding with and the case of new memories that he had tendencies to mistake for fiction
So he journeyed to the mountain to recover his past
In to understand his future
She him, but she eventually killed him
Now listen, was a misfit with a vision but
His most poetic was his wisdom
His mind was as bright and as as the city that he lived in
And the only kids could live in this bliss were the outcasts for misfits
Those his companions
Even though they never understand his struggles through these harsh lands
He them the upper hand of his emotional tantrums

Passion, pain and
like my big bro'
What you didn't know is this kid's been in limbo since that gunshot wound on that hidden road
Lost, broken,
But when that light gets slow invincible
So so, that he redefines inevitable
So it'll never go, It seems as the sun wouldn't set at all
Instead of slow, she lies to him and said
never let him go
And as the legend
Syre forever on and never and forever alone