Luyện nghe bài hát The Receiving End

Wake up, why
I still the need
When all's well, through the hell
Two floors on Grace

Oh, I was of the mind
The sun would shine
But stories, write themselves
When you're with someone

I the sword and pen
The I can't rewrite
Now I'm on the end
Of all sweet stories

Lost in the
in those eyes
Finding in you
Still, I why

Oh, I was of the mind
Start again
A of golden hair
Most days find me there

I the sword and pen
The past I can't
Now I'm on the end
Of all these stories

I the sword and pen
The I can't rewrite
Now I'm on the end
Of all these...

I held the and pen
The past I can't
Now I'm on the end
Of all these sweet