Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

Another obituary in the today
One more for the list of who've already fallen
one of our comrades is taken down
Like so others of our calling

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

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

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

We flew like on the wings of amphetamine
Secured only to a line and a snare drum beat
But really did any of it mean?
When there's a higher philosophy in reflection and

50,000 rising every time he'd sing
And every word he ever reflecting back to him
Still believing that old lie, the one that your own face
Rock stars ever die, they only fade away

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

These of stress, one bloodshot eye
The unhealthy pallor of a ghost
Where did I put my spectacle
I'm blind and as deaf as any post

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