Luyện nghe bài hát Untitled 3 (Kevin Divine Forgot to Sing on His Own Master)

So the air is colder and the news keeps us scared
I wrestle this summer from the bones of our tired and blistered hands
tonight we got drinks with just a couple of friends
And the girl that my brother is finally talking to him
And his is all swelled like he's proud and happy
Like he's got a idea, like he's making a memory

Wake up and and out to the car
There's an East swell coming and howling off shore
And be lying like lions out in the sand
But be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hands

So we make back home and we lighten the mood
But up my parents saw what sending a kid to fight can really do
And now with the war, I can they're a little shook up
'Cause just a few mother's sons will really be enough
Not 'til half of our names are etched out in the
And the other half ruined the things we saw

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