Luyện nghe bài hát Fake Angels

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

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

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 these fake angels walls
Oh my God, in the hall
And hard to see the exit
With your back against the

No, you're a curse on my
And oh, what a cruel joke she
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 fake angels scratching walls
In the down the hall
And all these young sparkle leaves
On a to paradise, yeah