Luyện nghe bài hát Apple. Apples.

Like the
We to fix your heart
my baby and I dance in my kitchen
My baby is a doctor
She me when I'm sick

Well... And you all are all the little
And I'm a
We're the
We're the

It's not our we're to blame
our songs
It's job
the place where we're from

Some will notice some
Some care but don't
We know how it
But we don't.

Yeah, and its
We're shallow and scared but its
And I that it's cold
And its cold in our houses
When our houses are not homes

Ask parents your friends your siblings yourself
Why we wait so damn to ask for some help
My sister Samantha reads in her room

I keep my door is locked when I'm writing for you
Like my best
You can tell I haven't myself
Myself is you as a writer and other

Like a writer you second
Every you guess
We keep guessing till our little heart
Then it

And it's in the people you see at work
It's in the in the streets
Or in everyday

It's in my girlfriend on the in her bed at night
It's in boyfriend in the halls at your school
Am I

And if we're lucky to have met them and have to share
We get so up in timing
Location and fair

You it or you hate it
And it's somewhat the
You're living and dying like

We got
Yeah we got
We lose our
Our mothers our

Then we gain some friends and we love for them
And be great parents great uncles, cousins
Our hearts are little clocks "TICK tock
tock!"

We go tick-tick tock
Yeah we all tock tick tock
An is an apple
And an is the same
And an apple a day these nightmares away.