Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded (Live)

The guy who put his on you
Has got nothing to do me
And the bruises that you feel will
And I hope you'll come
we're missing you
And you to speak so easy
Now you're afraid to to me
like walking with the wounded
Carrying that way to far
Concrete you down so hard
Out there the wounded
missing you
Well I never claimed to understand what after dark
But my fingers catch the at the thought of touching you
When wounded
Let me break it down till to force the
We miss your and you know we wish you
come back down to the Dalva Bar
You them, that's just my battle scar
I wanna you
And knock 'em like we used to
You're the
Till you're walking down that ass again
you walk on, baby, walk on, you walk on
On and on
You're an angel in the pit with her in the air
And we're you
Now fall, and your shoulder's get tighter
Nervous on the lighter, boots
Your pissed off poets, your women's
And the friends with you, we have known this fool
Well I guess we the mark
Still my fingers the sparks at the thought of
touching you
Now you're
Let me break it down to force the issue
You come around, and you know we miss you
Well nobody took pride away
I say, that's something say
Back down the to the back of the bus
Cause it's for them to be scared of us
Till yelling, how we living cause you got the ball
Then you rock on, baby, rock on, you on
On and on
a summer time hottie with her socks in the air
Screaming I won't care, baby, I care, no
You say you don't
You say you grow (you're the marigold)
All I know is we're you, you
You say you know
You say you grow (you're the marigold)
All I know is missing you
up wounded