Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Angels

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

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

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

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

No, you're a on my body
And oh, what a joke she learned
And oh my God, I must my body
And is what 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 these fake scratching walls
In the down the hall
And all these young leaves arise
On a plane to paradise,