Luyện nghe bài hát Cries a Girl

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

Or go by the river, watch the way the devil danced,
but never took his hand even I did have several chances.
Everybody slept when the morning dew to frost.
Darkness moved in and burned a cross.

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

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

You know how they ridicule a kid in
and this shit's enough to anybody feel like a misfit.
She herself invisible and hid in a house of mirrors.
Whenever the stops, so do the teardrops.

is forever, and lies become legend
growing exponentially.
She should've been a cover girl like a princess,
but she's an enigma by the stigma of incest.

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

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

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

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

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

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

(Chorus x2)

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