🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Falling Apple - Lunetia

 As they  us
 Our  begins to get old
 Whatever  happen, babe
 You'll  them
 
 Anyways, you took  best of me
 Where's my inner peace supposed  be?
 No  crying over
 the beautiful  we've lost forever
 
 We're wolves hardening suspicious  single minute
 
  not worth you
 envy of beauty makes me rush to the 
 
  I pull the trigger
 (could  free my conscience?)
 My  please answer
  a wolf be a man?)
 I hold a 
  you pull a knife)
 It  happens tonight
 
  took the best of me
 Where's my inner  supposed to be
  no fairy tale