Luyện nghe bài hát Going For The Gold

There's a voice on the
Telling had happened
kind of confusion
More a disaster

And it how
You were unaffected
But you had no
No, the covered you

So a was formed
As more liquor was
No need for
They're not for justice

But I with the lies
I inside my head
I out I was guilty
I out I was guilty

But I won't be
For the
'Cause I'm
On the next

And I that my actions
Are impossible to
They adequate
To fill up my

But if I could to myself
Like I was someone
Well then maybe I could take your advice,
And I wouldn't act like an asshole all the time

There's a on the wall
Makes the look small
Who are beside it
All consumed in the

They must to their lives
Once the has died
They will drive to the
somewhere for coffee

Where the folk singers,
And convene
their wisdom
Oh, dear, amateur

They will detail pain
In some standard
will recite their sadness
Like it's kind of contest

Well, if it is
I I am winning it
All with confidence
As I my final lap

The gold gleams
So it around my neck
'Cause I am it
The of idiots

But a kid his Walkman
On that long bus ride to
I know a girl who
When she practices

'Cause each note sounds so
It just into her
And then the
Comes out her eyes, eyes

Now to me, else
It sounds like a lie