Luyện nghe bài hát SYRE

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

Passion, and desire
Just like my big
What you know is this young kid's been in limbo since that gunshot wound on that hidden road
Lost, broken,
But that light gets slow he's invincible
So much so, that he redefines
So it'll never go, It seems as though the sun set at all
Instead of slow, she lies to him and said
never let him go
And as the legend
Syre lived forever on and never and alone