Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

So, what would you little maniacs like to do

through my fingers
Watching through my

Shut my eyes and to ten
It goes in one ear out the
One ear out the
bright right till the end
Now be missing from the photographs
from the photographs

Watching my fingers...
through my fingers...

In my thoughts far away and you are whistling a melody
a melody
Crystallizing clear as day, oh I can picture you so
Picture you so

What's gonna be left of the world if not in it
What's gonna be of the world oh

Every minute and hour
I you, I miss you, I miss you more!
Every stumble and misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I you more!

Watching through my
Watching through my

Caught off guard by favorite song
I'll be dancing at a funeral, at a funeral
Sleeping in the you love
It's such a we had to see them burn
Shame we had to see burn

What's gonna be left of the if you're not in it
What's be left of the world oh

Every and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
Every and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I you more

You might to excuse me
lost control of all my senses
And you might have to me
I've lost control of all my
So get drunk, me a fool, put me in my place, put me in my place
Pick me up, up off the floor, put me in my place, put me in my

Every minute and hour
I you, I miss you, I miss you more
stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I you, I miss you more
through my fingers, watching through my fingers
Cause minute and every hour

(I miss you, I you, I miss you more...)