Luyện nghe bài hát A Magazine

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

And that's the story the years that came
Everyone to be part of the shame
What a tragedy, what a 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 how you met your Frank Sinatra
On the thin walls of a magazine

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

sob story, yeah, but
It will fill you up just like the way
You always hoped it to be
Who are

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

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

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

So you it in a magazine

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