Luyện nghe bài hát All Things Being The Same

She is searching for form of salvation
In the of a bar down the street,
But the gin controls conversations
And plays magic with her feet...

She up, falls down, breaks even,
Gets caught by the wrong right --
Hey, a hard town.
I want to live in it --
But I wouldn't to give up in it,
All things the same...

Back home got these pictures on her mirror,
They frame her she looks back at her face.
They tell her where been --
I'll you where she's going,
She's got her name on a stool at eddie owen's place...

She when romance brings her down.
Like the of blood is a wedding gown.
Bright lights and fill up this space.
It's a room, but still a lonely old place...

All her are nothing more than strangers,
Whose names are just on a face .
If they bumped into her out on a on some sunday,
They wouldn't recognize her outside of the