Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

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

We tweet our anecdotes, our
Or we his songs in some sad tribute
While the are holding a story of kiss and tell
That no longer able to deny or refute

50,000 voices rising every time sing
And every word he ever wrote reflecting to him

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

We flew like on the wings of amphetamine
Secured to a bass line and a snare drum beat
But what did any of it mean?
When a higher philosophy in reflection and defeat

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

now on my own past
Inside this I've made of myself
I'm feeling a better today
Although the bathroom is telling me something else

lines of stress, one bloodshot eye
The pallor of a troubled ghost
Where did I put my spectacle
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 gods we can and gift them
Still believing that old lie, the one your own face betrays
Rock stars don't ever die, they only away