Luyện nghe bài hát Cries a Girl

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

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

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

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

You how they ridicule a kid in school
and this shit's enough to make anybody feel a misfit.
She made invisible and hid in a house of mirrors.
the fear stops, so do the teardrops.

Fear is forever, and lies become
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 reminds me of the
I saw diamonds
the corners of her

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

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

Stella was heartbroken, decided to smoking.
Bad taste in her mouth, she into her sad face.
Her few friends were worried, her were proud of her.
But she escaped from under the cloud cover.

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

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

(Chorus x2)

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