Luyện nghe bài hát This Old Wound

Well, been bleeding well from this old wound
Cleaning it with salt, so it still feel new
And sometimes eyes turn and sometimes scars are tracks
But every time you're gone, I wish you'd come back

And everyone watched me waste
And everyone at last
And all of them it comforting
better it's me, than them

I think I'm doing well what they say
taken both my belt and shoelaces away
Well I believe in luck, I I do
Well, I'd for sure, if ever I saw you

Well, I've fanning flames from these old coals
Feeding them tinder and hoping they will grow
Well, I've been savoring what I hold
A blind belief in goodness that seem to show

Well, I've been bleeding from this old wound
Cleaning it with salt, so it will still new