Luyện nghe bài hát Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager (part 1)

I am stuck in chords
I'd here once before
environmental echoes
By baggage on my floor

So get here
Let's grab ourselves beer
Drink until tomorrow to that we're still alive

to forget
Somehow breaths
Dissolution faces upon friends with meths

I do that my
constructed alibi
Is cracking under pressure I'm breaking on the inside

I'm sick of making
I'm sick of sitting with my hands trapped falling down my
And people I know
More than they to know

And song is more, than the self indulgent rantings
for the times that have let you down
You I need you around

Well, I'm here, long overdue but it seems like your

So this for the friends
If not so for
And this new directing us
And marching through a town

You made us at home
Broken on floors of stone
But I'd rather wake any day
wake up here alone