Luyện nghe bài hát The Artist

The artist's palette
The paint is spilled blood
Someone him down
Left him a soul

His body's laid to
And underground stay
With hopes to
And again another day

Now they who lives and dies
Now

His peers won't around
They're too to face
Another down
His life's work, a

And now these are bare
No one pretends to
A memory
His masterpiece in

Now they decide who lives and
Now will hold you back
They will hold you
They hold you

We tall and illumine
We fight through and prevail, we will
We don't where you'd be giving up
We ever fail

A takes his hand
To him live again
With sleight of hand
He'll force his legs to

A sick and joke
A hoax
Interrupted peace, a waste of
A excuse for hope

The sleepless nights have no
And the dreams that come aren't
A charade of unconscious
And so much left to be

But the sun will rise and fall
And the will start to shorten
The memories will into darkness
You let it go

But your world is upside down
It's a panic you release
Once you have it, you can't
ignore it

That's when you realize your
Days are you
And all you live for
Is

You can't it away, you
You take it away, you