Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Angels

I'm locked inside my
How I'd love to go anywhere but
I've 'round the world
I've never met a star, I've never found a to know

And all these angels scratching walls
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 a shirt
is who you are, it hurts
But you got my head
This is not a dream, these are not my meds, I

And all these fake scratching walls
Oh my God, in the hall
And it's to see the exit
With back against the door

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 these fake angels walls
In the down the hall
And all these young sparkle arise
On a to paradise, yeah