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

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

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

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

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

And I go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
We tried your best, turn out the light, turn out the light.

One final fight, for this tonight.

With knives and pens, we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh.

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