Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Well, I'd be dead by
That was my best
But hey, here I am morning
happy birthday to me

As I clean up all this
Because I'm still left
warning
In the big, middle
Of my long of life

the twist has been told
If you don't die in
At the age of
Then story is just getting old

You can see
And Jimi, fan the
Their posters will always look
Ah, but never knew

And they can't guide us
The long of spiritual hunger
In the big middle
Of my book of life

After the twist has told
If you don't die in
At the age of
Then your is just getting old

As a skinny kid she
That she should sell her beauty
But it's a narcotic
To feel the public

It's like a powerful
Of some synthetic
It makes you so alive
As as it is there

And that was how she
Not by human hands
She was
By the all around her

So, she back into her past
Where her beauty mark last
So, the could never have found her
In the big boring
Of my long of life

After the has been told
If you die in glory
At the age of
Then story is just getting old

Now, when told the rest
He would have His way
And in death He would not be
Maybe it was all for the

For He had to say
Because He not always
to repeat it
Through the big boring
Of His long book of

After He passed
If you die in glory
At the age of
Then your story is still true

Still coming true, still true