Luyện nghe bài hát A Magazine

Everyone wants to be of the scene
See themselves in a magazine
So my life did read just like a book
Out of corners and they came to look

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

Open up to read a murder
Look at the pretty shades
And just how you met your Frank Sinatra
On the paper thin walls of a

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

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

a dream, she looks like Madonna
Or a Jesus of your own
Or something different, made for your cover
No is fit for a magazine

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 hoped it bound to be
Who are

So you read it in a

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