Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Well, I'd be dead by
That was my guess
But hey, here I am this
Singing happy to me

As I up all this mess
Because I'm still left
Without
In the big, boring
Of my book of life

After the 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 will always look younger
Ah, but they never

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

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

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

like a powerful dose
Of synthetic self-image
It makes you feel so
As long as it is

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

So, she fell back her past
Where her beauty would last
So, the camera could have found her
In the big middle
Of my long of life

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

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

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

After He thirty-two
If you die in glory
At the age of
your story is still coming true

Still coming true, still coming