Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Angels

I'm inside my room
How I'd to go anywhere but here
I've 'round the world
I've never met a star, I've never found a soul to

And all these fake angels scratching
In the bedroom the hall
And all these dead spiders in the
With their legs all coming off, I

Put me a box, fold me like a
This is who you are, it
But you got inside my
This is not a dream, these are not my meds, I

And all fake angels scratching walls
Oh my God, they're in the
And it's hard to see the
With your back against the

No, a curse on my body
And oh, a cruel joke she learned
And oh my God, I must stop my
And this is what you said, I was in the room

And oh, is the end
Oh, is the end
Oh, is the end
Oh, is

And all fake angels scratching walls
In the down the hall
And all these young leaves arise
On a plane to paradise,