Luyện nghe bài hát Too Late For Roses

Some kind of friction has me
But your new style
My reasons to used to be
Based around who you
And your brilliant passion could blaze
Right in front of a stranger

This is my downfall, my
This is my downfall, my
I've told
This is my downfall, my
been told before

Quit holding on to she was
She doesn't you
Or anymore
She's stuck in the
Of embracing crumbles

And when it
And it happens
There will be no
will be no apologies
There will be no
There will be no

She chose to collapse held her
And if not cautious there may be
A cradle to soften her descent clouds
New shapes are taken, but not always actual
They're never tangible, never tangible, tangible

It's so brutal to see
it all up for nothing
And no power to stop them
To stop them, to stop them, to stop

no power to stop them
Having no to stop them
And having no to stop them
To them

For nothing, for
For nothing, for
For nothing, for
For nothing, for