🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Cinnamon - Matt Webb

 The purple walls I'm  in
 It was the first  the last time
 We  those hearts of cinnamon
  can remember what it tastes like
  room was moving, you were losing
 A balance and all kinds  things like me
 
 I heard this calling from  mile away
 Ask my  outside if it's all okay
 Can  leave you now, and break us to pieces?
 It's gonna  like hell when you're missing nights
 And the game's all  for the Friday fights
 But I'm so ready to break  to pieces
 
 A friendly face  fill the void
 You're  glue and the staple
  parachute and we're deployed
 I can remember what it  like
 The wind was  so where we going?
  may be far away from home
 Oh, home  home
 
 I  this calling from a mile away
 Ask  friends outside if it's all okay
 Can I leave you  and break us to pieces?
 It's gonna sting like hell when you're  nights
 And the game's all set for the  fights
  I'm so ready to break us to pieces
 
 I  oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh
 Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh 
  oh, oh oh, oh oh oh, oh
 
 I heard this  from a mile away
 Ask my  outside if it's all okay
 Can I leave  now, and break us to pieces?
 It's  sting like hell when you're missing nights
 And the game's  set for the Friday fights
 But I'm so  to break us to pieces
 
 Can I leave you now, and break us to