Luyện nghe bài hát Confetti

Skinny brats
down Avenue A
Dangling cigarettes
Independence Day

Tears like
Wear them on their
Nobody's main
It's thirty-five

Poetry of ordinary
Is what I for
just wanna be seen
They just be heard

My words are like
And you never pick up
They fall to the
I need someone to me up

So diaphanous, so
And all bad words
They learned in school

Groovy like my was
In her black turtle
She was so high
She was so low

and tattooed dreams
And fourteen carat nose
The of elite
Are to be street saying

My are like confetti
And you never them up
fall to the ground
I need to lift me up

My words are confetti
And you never pick up
fall to the ground
I someone to lift me up

Poetry of ordinary
Is I live for
They wanna be seen
just wanna be heard

My words are like
And you never pick up
They fall to the
I need someone to me up

My words are like
And you never them up
They to the ground
I need someone to me up