Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Angels

I'm locked my room
How I'd love to go but here
I've traveled 'round the
I've never met a star, I've never found a to know

And all these fake angels scratching
In the down the hall
And all these spiders in the basement
their legs all coming off, I need

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

No, a curse on my body
And oh, what a cruel joke she
And oh my God, I must my body
And this is you said, I was just 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 bedroom down the
And all these sparkle leaves arise
On a to paradise, yeah