Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

Another in the paper today
One more for the list of those who've already
Another one of our is taken down
so many others of our calling

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

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

How well I remember the we played
And the lights sweeping across a sea of 50,000 souls face
A serious that you could never kick
Or one that you imagine you'd ever replace

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

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

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

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

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