Luyện nghe bài hát 7th Avenue Static

Wear the crown made of on the day I was born
By the of a cold television
And I remember the boss in his
As he from the field of vision

Well he come home and it was just us alone
The and the widowed civilian
Then one April night after Ma took her
I fell down the street to

And I what the dumpsters were giving
And I did my best to
'Cause I figured that for the living
you're alive
While you're

out the gin and the small violins
I'm a success as a failure
And it's colder than hell in this cardboard
Which I share with a embezzler

So I my retreat down collister street
To one of my holy
And they my wings with wire and string
But I'm in a whirlpool of faces

And I'll take the dumpsters are giving
And I'll do my to survive
'Cause I still that life's for the living
Yes I still that life's for the living

And I'll what the dumpsters are giving
And I'll pray night to St. Giles
But I still think that for the living
At least for a
At least for a