Luyện nghe bài hát Tenderness

We've to replace your clock's old stubborn hands
We are the to why
never had a chance
It was not so ago
the world was mostly slow
The age of iron, and speed
a stroll to a stampede
But we've come to increase time in between
And there is romance in the slow
Because they're fertile in
Futile in
These are your
is how they taste

Well I can't count how many times I've outdone by nihilism
Joined the march that splits an heart into a schism
I cower at the thought of people's expectations and yet still
over mine to them

Travel you are
Tourism is sin, these are the ruins we left
You can't take of them
If they say is true,
you become what you chew, iIf it decays spit it out
Affectation is a
you wait through when you hate everything that you do
You wanna outside the groove,
then fine, but it's like a flower
Blooming in ear
Open up your
your peers

Nothing the mind of power
Like the cheap odor of leaking fumes
We crave, consume, the rush it feels
But power turns to mold
Like a junkie going cold, I the fix
Of a tenderness