Luyện nghe bài hát The Cause

In the of
Whatever you have left
For the days
you wake up
Or the plumb line to your death
Your final
What is love, then, but to a dead deer by its horns
From the passing
Just to on, neither to arrive or to escape
Not to save

You to the cause
Come on,
Pull your from the farthest
Corner been in
You to us
You to the cause
You were wrong, I no harm

We were young
We were wilder in our
In the to fame
Now we've up
We no have our youth to sell
From the penny
Were you
You were never the kind to me yours
Were you born
So on, carry all your desire to a flame
To an voice

You belong to the
Come on,
Pull heels from the farthest
Place carried you
You to us
You belong to the
You were wrong, I no harm

shadows, back-battles
You have held in lungs too long
You were searching, I was
A to old luck town
No martyrs, no
No loose wheels, no saints
No wise words, no birds
In our clothes, no parades