Luyện nghe bài hát Cries a Girl

I was raised on a dirt road town.
Stray dogs, whole nine the mine closed down.
I knew the woods like the of my hand,
and I would shoot the with the roots of trees.

Or go down by the river, watch the way the danced,
but took his hand even though I did have several chances.
Everybody slept when the dew turned to frost.
Darkness moved in and somebody a cross.

Girl named Kewen was prettier than you'd imagine.
The should've gave her the crown for the beauty pageant.
But instead, local pinhead started spreading rumors
about the being inbred, and what's worse:

People believed it. The family was poor,
down on their luck, so that made it more.
Picking up or mowing the grass,
at point, Stella stopped going to class.

You know how they a kid in school
and this enough to make anybody feel like a misfit.
She made herself and hid in a house of mirrors.
the fear stops, so do the teardrops.

Fear is forever, and lies legend
slowly exponentially.
She should've been a cover girl like a princess,
but an enigma haunted by the stigma of incest.

(x2):
She tried to the scars;
Her name me of the stars
I saw diamonds
the of her eyes

......Stella
......Stella

One town known for the most softness.
old school house, burned down post office.
Blueberries and bull rushes a tree a tire(d) swing
Volunteer fireman's affair, the whole thing.

was heartbroken, decided to start smoking.
Bad taste in her mouth, she into her sad face.
Her few friends were worried, her parents proud of her.
But she never escaped under the cloud cover.

A reduced, she was eaten by a monster.
And all these years, a past that still haunts her,
that whispers her name she's trying instead
to to music in her bed.

Now, the story of Stella is one every child knows,
but the witch in the is more like a wild rose.
.......Stella
.......Stella

(Chorus x2)

.......Stella
.......Stella