Luyện nghe bài hát The Rest Is History...

Yeah, a burden.
No, no we try real hard.
We get by strumming our hearts,
All by ourselves.
Yeah, we see a purpose.
To the you sell.
Cause just seeking cheap shots in sweet spots,
I keep my to myself.

Some say its a phase,
And time wont a thing.

But this city needs a
An infinite
Sleepless the bodies
The tired eyed and this possessed bound.
And Im
For this light to fade in
For this concrete neon
To me the key to change the world.

And see soon enough
As our wide eyes our luck.

The Rest Is