Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Turns Gold

Chorus- Pauley
the sun sets on the city
it's to behold
Cause when the sun on the city
everything gold
for now you're and pretty
and you'll be when you're old
Cause when the sun sets on the
everything turns

1- Watsky
The frog in my throat was the size of a
The fat toad ate the in my gut
the dog in me knows that it's a bitch in dark
so i spit the frog out and i my bark back
that i'd been afraid of night
my cradle never in sight
it have all abated if i played it right
i hated trynna find and face a i didn't dare go
diving with the worms and liking like a scarecrow
do a mellow jig instead of off a dollar
i'll just skip the yellow with wicker sticking out my collar
it's all or i'll be cultured when i'm older
fuck a parrot, i don't i'll feed the vulture on my shoulder
(polly a collarbone?)
try the for fish
or just say yes to yesterday break it and make a
i ate as a baby, i did it for the flavor
in a couple years let the dirt return the favor

Verse 2- of Gab

I used to consider the and the props
And the houses and the fame and the fortune,
Seems when you get here, seems more desirable
All old fear (?) doesn't leave, it's inside of you
Everything material, it like the night'll do
day
Came and went
Nothing penetrates the that illustrates the noise
Mental states annoyed a attitude of zero gratitude that may destroy
Beneath the lies is though
You seek and the proof
Only place to be is
Dig in, peep it how the roots
out of nowhere into nothingness and back
Constantly expresses everything and
And as a thread
Arm Leg Leg Arm
that you spread
May be relived again after you live again after you're
Until you merge into the blissful of mighty power
But is an illusion, all of it's within you now

Bridge-
The sun is going
another round
play you fold
paint the city
what you've heard
don't say another
until you your bottle up and spray a little on the curb
what you own
take the sunset
if no one's out now,
i hope you you're not alone
try to some nights
to the shining lights
park see the city sparkle out on diamond
all attractive glass spires
that we love to stack
I'm starting fires
when my car backfires four flat tires
off road to avoid the bad drivers
coming back home and I climb the walls the sky on tall risers
to it all brighter
blaze lighters up
raise your cup
and let's an all-nighter

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