Luyện nghe bài hát Think Of England

In the grip of a winter came love and
Insane with faith I took the driving seat
In the lowlight comfort of streets
The calm emptiness duetted with my body heat

I was alone at the line
The message I was told was to try and
The joy of a

I just think of England
I can't see the
I'm running from the fire, the fire

I just think of England
I see the picture
I'm still from the fire, the fire, the fire

In the twilight of nervous rest
I bought the beast believing the threats
In a foreign I cut all regrets
But the poisoned just repeat themselves
In fucked-up

I was alone for the time
The message I was was to try and find
The joy of a

I just think of England
I can't see the
I'm still running from the fire, the

I just think of England
I see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the

I just can't of England
see the picture

Can't see the
Can't see the