Luyện nghe bài hát War Paint

I've still got passion, and still got guts.
But I no longer give a fuck what you want.
You say I'm a and a saint?
Then let's pretending and pull out the war paint.
Or do you to open old wounds,
In fear that actually have to feel?

We try so hard. We try to pretend
That things didn't change as the set.
house, this ring, the secrets shared in bed
Were on the faith in the foundation.
And I the bend...

The fucking more I see who become
The I lose sight of the love
That I had in your brown eyes.
I used to be that this would end,
Now I it.
We are ships passing the night.

We try so hard. We try to pretend.
That things didn't as the honeymoon set.
This house, this ring, the secrets in bed
built on the faith in the foundation.
And I the bend...

I see bright flicker ahead.
I see shining to their death.
I see you.

And I know what to do.

sunset. Passionate kiss.
These things mean nothing when you cannot to terms with
The person who you are, and who meant to be
Are by a sea of insecurities.

I've been digging out from
An avalanche that has taken years to see.
Our is our own to create,
And the sooner you realize that
The that you can change.

Or history will hit repeat
And you will pass your poison down onto your feet.
And will struggle, struggle to breathe,
in shadows that you cast they cannot see.

Beautiful sunset. kiss.
These things mean nothing when you cannot come to terms
The who you are, and who you're meant to be
Are by a sea of insecurities.

I've been out from underneath
An avalanche that has twenty years to see.
Our is our own to create,
And the sooner that you realize
The sooner you can change.

I repeat. I won't repeat.
I won't the things that I can change.
I won't repeat. I repeat.
I won't the things that I can change.