Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Mourning

Friday
I am in black
the house lights
I'm not coming

For years, I you
Through tears, I you
mourning, there comes a time
Before that breaks, very smug mug of mine

This dawn raid soon put to all the things
I whispered to you at night
And I will never stand in front of you or if I do
It be for a long time

once to me, just once to me
Then away
Look to me
Then look

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

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Friday
in black
I won't be coming

Friday
Dressed in
I be coming back

Friday
Friday, Friday, [Incomprehensible]