Luyện nghe bài hát A Magazine

Everyone to be part of the scene
See themselves pretty in a
So when my life did read like a book
Out of and cracks they came to look

And that's the story from the years came
Everyone to be part of the shame
What a tragedy, a glamorous scene
Write it in a book or a magazine, a magazine, a

Open up to about a murder
at the pretty lipstick shades
And that's just how you met your Frank
On the paper thin walls of a

Picked up and for, yeah, but
Who knows what really bound to be
You put the pages on mirror

sob story, yeah, but
It will never fill you up just the way
You always hoped it to be
Who are

Dream a dream, she like Madonna
Or find a Jesus of own
Or different, just made for your cover
No religion is fit for a

Picked up and for, yeah, but
Who knows what you're really to be
You put the pages on your
You'll never measure up to

sob story, yeah, but
It will never fill you up just the way
You always hoped it to be
Who are

So you it in a magazine

And I had the things I'd never dream
Read it in a or a magazine, a magazine, a magazine