Luyện nghe bài hát Unless It Kicks

What gives this some grace
it's kicks, man
Unless fiction
it's sweat or it's songs

What hits against this
Unless it's a sick hand
From mid-level band
He's been too long

On a dark windless
With the on
With the flying by
And the ground soft

And the in the sky
Coming down from
It you at times
And whispering, oh

What pulls body down
is quicksand
So we climb out quick, over hand
For mouth's all filled up

What picks you up from
it's tricks, man
When I fixed, I am convinced
That I will not get so up again

And on a seven day
That heavenly
right through my mind
And pumps through my

And I it's a lie
But I still give my
And my all alive
For your to pluck off, oh

What this mess some grace
Unless fictions
Unless licks, man
Unless lies or it's love

What breaks heart the most
Is the ghost of some 'n' roll fan
up from the stands
With her heart up

And I wanna her, your love isn't lost
Say, my is still crossed
Scream, you're so
What a in the dark

About working so
growing so stoned
Trying not to up
Trying not to in the light on your own
La, la, la, la, oh, oh, oh, oh