Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth Hurts So This Should Be Painless

Other as I lay asleep
I woke to the sound of the ring.
Reached for the I tried to be brave,
'Cause only trouble would that late.
It could've been the whiskey it been the coke,
way he was losin' his hope.
He asked me do I sit and
About the things I do and they mean.
I said "in we all got a choice.
You find your song you gotta use your voice.
Hold your breath and to three,
If you know the words sing along me."

side are you on my friend?
Which are you on?
You've grown life in the shallow grave;
it up to the sun.
We all we were younger then, so we would have an excuse.
our mouths in the virgin banes; in the lies of a hundred years.
Just lonely evening,
What a waste of a night.
Just another Sundays coming.
looks different in the light.

It's common of history
From the notes we to the books we read.
From the pen to the dancer's feet,
in the middle we all meet.
It's a tale of industry
the wars we wage in the name of peace.
From a laugh to a soldier's fear,
Somewhere in the we all share.
It's a wave of urgency,
You and I have to change these
Or the ground will break our feet.
up you and me and everything.

Truth hurts so should be painless.
All you'll feel is a in your spine.
From the place where the rosin were
Before you and had a good time.
Devil has so faces
Never know which one hes hidin
the two of you take of your clothes
Tell other the sweetest lines.
Just another lonely
What a of a Saturday night.
Just another early coming
Everything looks different in the

Which side are you on my
Which are you on?
You've your life in the shallow grave;
it up to the sun.
We all wish we younger then, so we would have an excuse.
Shut our mouths in the banes; in the lies of a hundred years.
another lonely evening,
What a of a Saturday night.
Just another Sundays coming.
Everything different in the light.