Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

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

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

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

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

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

50,000 voices rising 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

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

These lines of stress, one eye
The pallor of a troubled ghost
Where did I put my spectacle
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
believing that old lie, the one that your own face betrays
Rock stars don't die, they only fade away