🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Knives And Pens - Black Veil Birdes

 Alone  last, we can sit and fight.
 And  lost all faith in this blurring light,
 But stay right here we can  our plight.
  storming through this, despite what's right.
 
 One final fight, for  tonight.
 Whoa-oh-oh.
 With  and pens, we made our plight.
 
  your heart down, the end's in sight.
 Conscience begs for you to do  right.
  it's still the same dull knife,
 Stab it through and  your pride.
 
 One final fight,  this tonight.
 Whoa-oh-oh.
 With  and pens, we made our plight.
 Whoa-oh-oh.
 
 And I can't go on without  love, you lost, you never held on.
 We tried  best, turn out the light, turn out the light.
 
 One final fight, for  tonight.
 Whoa-oh-oh.
 With knives and pens, we  our plight.
 Whoa-oh-oh.
 
 And  can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
 We tried your best,  out the light, turn out the light.