Luyện nghe bài hát Expo '86

Sometimes I think this never ends
We from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it by the time that I have figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin the steel has gotten worse.

But if I move my in line I'll lose.
And I have waited, the got me glued.

I am waiting for to go wrong.
I am waiting for resolve.

Sometimes it seems that I don't have the to recollect
The twists and of plots that took us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking I take that volume back up off the shelf
And crack it's spine and read to help remind myself

But if I move my place in I'll lose.
And I waited, the anticipation's got me glued.

I am for something to wrong
I am waiting for familiar
I am waiting for another
diet fed by crippling defeat
And I am waiting for that of relief
I am for you to flee the scene
As if you held in hand the smoking gun
And on the floor lay the one you you loved.

And it's
They are basically the
So I ask names anymore.

Sometimes I think cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb
And it seems by the time that I have what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has worse.

The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten [Repeat: x2]