Luyện nghe bài hát Expo '86

Sometimes I think this cycle ends
We slide from top to and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that I figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin the steel has gotten worse.

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

I am for something to go wrong.
I am for familiar resolve.

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

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

I am waiting for to wrong
I am for familiar resolve
I am for another repeat
Another diet fed by crippling
And I am waiting for that of relief
I am waiting for you to flee the
As if you in your hand the smoking gun
And on the floor lay the one you you loved.

And strange
They are the same
So I ask names anymore.

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

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