Luyện nghe bài hát The Bullet

1]
Line of leaves one by one
The prayers prayed
The been sung
Black already run
But the keep flowing
You can it on hate or blame it on guns, but mamas ain't supposed to bury their sons
a hole in her heart and it still ain't done
The bullet on goin'

Through branch of his family tree
Every that he'll never see
Every chance to live a good that was stolen
Through the son he'll get to raise
His daughter on her day
Wishin' it was his hands she was
'Till every heart that's left to is broken
The keeps on goin'

2]
The grass grows around the stone
And friends stop in on the phone
The camera crews have all on
But the wound's still
The bullet keeps on

Through branch of his family tree
birthday that he'll never see
Every chance to live a good life that was
Through the son he'll never get to
His daughter on her day
it was his hands she was holdin'
'Till every heart that's to break is broken
The keeps on goin'
Oh,

Line of leaving one by one
The been prayed
The been sung
Oh, mamas ain't to bury their sons
The keeps on goin'

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Through the son he'll never get to
His daughter on her day
Wishin' it was his she was holdin'
'Till every heart left to break is broken
The bullet keeps on
The bullet keeps on