Luyện nghe bài hát The Scret Lfe of Mark Bristow

the perfect
the white picket fence
the upstanding
the lie
we've all got inside
tear out the pilgrim dressed in white
they us from doing whats right

we can apologize for
our meaningless that
lack for attempted cries

the life
the perfect

he his throat and smiles
he washes his hands and walks
from the only woman he ever
his wife

torn from the
of his father
to have to
let his go
brought to
her die

he his throat and smiles
he washes his hands and away
from the only woman he loved
his wife

he of how he never
to kill her more
than he was
her sleep
knowing all the
she had him

the meek will inherit the