🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Cinnamon - Matt Webb

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