Luyện nghe bài hát A Magazine

Everyone wants to be of the scene
See pretty in a magazine
So when my did read just like a book
Out of corners and cracks came to look

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

up to read about a murder
Look at the pretty shades
And that's just how you met your Sinatra
On the paper thin of a magazine

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

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

Dream a dream, she looks like
Or a Jesus of your own
Or something different, just for your cover
No religion is fit for a

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

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

So you read it in a

And I had seen the things I'd dream
Read it in a book or a magazine, a magazine, a