Quay lại trang chủ | Luyện nghe Bài Hát

  a stranger to some
 And a vision  none
 He  never get enough,
  enough of the world
 
 For a  he'd quit
 But  hard to admit
 How  ends and begins
 On his face is a  of the world
 (A map of  world)
 On his face is a  of the world
 (A map  the world)
 
 From yesterday,  coming!
  yesterday, the fear!
 From yesterday, it  him
 But he doesn't  to read the message here
 
 On a  he sits, not of gold but of shit
 through the blood he can learn, see the lives  it took
 From  of one
 He'll decide when he's done with  innocent
  his face is a map of the world
 (A map  the world)
  his face is a map of the world
 (A map of the 
 
 From yesterday,  coming!
 From  the fear!
 From  it calls him
 But he doesn't want  read the message here
 But  doesn't want to read the message here
 But he doesn't want to read the  here
 
 On his face is a map of the 
 
 From yesterday, it's 
 From yesterday,  fear!
 From yesterday, it calls 
 But he  want to read the message here
 From yesterday,
 From yesterday,
 From yesterday,  fear
 From yesterday,
 From yesterday
 But he  want to read the message here
 But he doesn't want to read the message 
 But he doesn't want to read the  here