Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

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

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

50,000 voices every time he'd sing
And every word he ever wrote 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 kick
Or one that you imagine you'd ever replace

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

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

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

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

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