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

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