Luyện nghe bài hát Pugilist

I your arms like wine
Not mine cause I'm not
You judge life by pills on bedside

(If is a way)
I'm unsung, I'm
Is what you want?
When evenings bridge and beat my eyes
I even see,
I can't escape, what you place arms away
The covers bruise and pull perfect nights out my eyes

Past eyes I'm not for patterns
I drank my self to
I drank myself this

These look so familiar
These they bleed vermillion
These look so familiar
Kiss me some teeth so I will know

is too much kitsch for me
Living life in shades of pink
Your pills, pens your bottles of ink
Your azure was green by
God bless the and blue eyes,
I gave to the prose of sleepless
first waste is loves last kiss
My addict.

Ten years hence they will me as
The one who came, and never himself.

We kept the charade going as long as we (We favor the brave)
I don't want to look in ten years and say we could have.
We the brave.
I