Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

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

As I clean up all this
Because I'm left alive
Without
In the big, middle
Of my book of life

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

You can see
And Jimi, fan the
Their posters will always younger
Ah, but they knew

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

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

As a skinny kid she
That she should never sell her
But it's a strong
To feel the public

It's like a dose
Of synthetic self-image
It you feel so alive
As as it is there

And was how she felt
Not pushed by hands
She was
By the eyes all her

So, she fell back into her
Where her mark would last
So, the could never have found her
In the big boring
Of my book of life

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

Now, Jesus told the rest
That He have His way
And in death He not be defeated
Maybe it was all for the

For He had to say
He would not always
Have to it
the big boring middle
Of His long book of

After He thirty-two
If you don't die in
At the age of
Then story is still coming true

Still coming true, coming true