Học Tiếng Anh Qua Bài Hát Có Phụ Đề: Knives And Pens

Alone last, we can sit and fight.
And I've lost all faith in this blurring light,
But stay right here we can change our plight.
We're storming through this, what's right.

One final fight, this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh.
With knives and pens, we made our plight.

Lay your heart down, the in sight.
Conscience begs for you to do what's right.
Everyday it's still the same dull knife,
Stab it through justify your pride.

One final fight, for tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh.
With knives and pens, we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh.

And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
We your best, turn out light, turn out the light.

One final fight, for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh.
With knives pens, we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh.

And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
We tried your best, turn out the light, turn the light.