Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

Another obituary in the paper
One for the list of those who've already fallen
Another one of our comrades is taken
Like so many others of our

We our anecdotes, our commentary
Or we sing his in some sad tribute
While the tabloids are holding a of kiss and tell
That he's no able to deny or refute

50,000 rising every time he'd sing
And every word he wrote reflecting back to him

How well I the stadiums we played
And the lights sweeping across a sea of 50,000 we'd face
A serious that you could never kick
Or one that you couldn't imagine you'd replace

We flew like kites on the wings of
only to a bass line and a snare drum beat
But what did any of it mean?
When there's a philosophy in reflection and defeat

50,000 rising every time he'd sing
And word he ever wrote reflecting back to him
Still believing that old lie, the one that own face betrays
Rock stars don't ever die, they only fade

Reflecting now on my own
Inside this prison I've made of
I'm a little better today
Although the bathroom mirror is telling me else

lines of stress, one bloodshot eye
The unhealthy of a troubled ghost
Where did I put my case?
I'm half blind and as deaf as any

50,000 hands are raised to a man that's just you and me
We create the we can and gift them immortality
Still that old lie, the one that your own face betrays
Rock stars don't ever die, they only fade