Luyện nghe bài hát Victim of the Crime

Of all the things we do for
I'd do them all
even though it hurts sometimes
It's it in the end

I have chased mighty dollar
the dirty street
They put on my collar
And shackles on my

There was a time when I was
The world at my
But, all gutless vanity
Was than I could stand

I a witness
To an ancient
Everything was
In the way you at me

Now, the things I do for
I do all for you
I can't the feeling that
what I'm supposed to do

The memories of wasted
Won't suffer me no
I had to through the dark
To find my way to your

Might be, it was a matter of
I was a vagabond
of the crime
I was just a
of the crime

I can that whippoorwill
Moaning in the
I guess he a thing or two
About on

Who would know that
Would someday me wise
and bandaged
Thank God that I'm

So, here I before you honey
Humbled by the
Patches on my
You I ain't ashamed

I got nothing up my sleeve,
I have to sell
All I is a messy heart
And a story to tell

Might be, it was a matter of
I was just a
Victim of the
I was a vagabond
of the crime