Luyện nghe bài hát Truth

Blood and dust have
All the colors in my
Black has me see
But the truth has me blind

To the
To the
They here
All the

In your sympathetic nights
I belong
'Til all the hate that the face
Of my enemy is

All the
All the
They here
All the

The mouth of New York City
Spitting from streets to sidewalks

Pictures soaked in
through the steel and concrete

The has cleared but I can't breathe

The new a prison
For the souls lost hope
But been taught change
Comes to the who need it most

All the
All the
were here
All the

The of New York City talks
Spitting dust from streets to

soaked in gasoline
Twisting through the and concrete

The smoke has cleared but I breathe

The mouth of New York City
Spitting dust from streets to

Pictures soaked in
Twisting through the steel and
Twisting through the and concrete
Twisting through the steel and

The has cleared but I can't breathe