Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Mourning

Friday
I am dressed in
the house lights
I'm not back

For years, I you
tears, I told you
Friday mourning, there a time
that breaks, this very smug mug of mine

This dawn soon put paid to all the things
I to you at night time
And I never stand naked in front of you or if I do
It won't be for a long

once to me, just once to me
Then away
once to me
Then away

And when hold me down the hall
And when they me down the stairs
I see the faces all lined up before me of and of parents
And bosses who all a point of view
You are a loser, you are a loser,

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Friday
Dressed in
I won't be coming

Friday
in black
I be coming back

Friday
Friday, Friday, [Incomprehensible]