Luyện nghe bài hát The Dark Hills

A web of light
to block my view
Head control
Our tree askew
mass and fruitless passions
Mouthing the words time
as the bond unfastens
Catch sight of the in this climb

And I'm out that sentimental syrup
That they like to pour on bitter
in my hair, foot in the stirrup
And I'm for the dark hills

Head the hound
And the bandwagon
Deluge of tinsel and
turned to stone
For the shroud of lost
sings the choir
Nothing on offer here
Except and laughter
They've got oxygen, tender
To inside a hummingbird
Or out of dreams
And to feel just like a pinned

And I'm spitting out that sentimental
That they like to on dollar bills
Wind in my hair, foot in the
And I'm leaving for the hills

Steps lead to wall
The of seduction
And a whole new of treadmills
Lips that no language
But
Hey I'm leaving for the hills
I seem to get across with my conclusion
Its the billboard, not the that kills
Cut to the roots of disillusion
Hey I'm leaving for the dark

And I'm out that sentimental syrup
That they like to pour on dollar
in my hair, foot in the stirrup
And I'm leaving for the hills