Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

So, would you little maniacs like to do first?

Watching through my
Watching through my

Shut my eyes and to ten
It in one ear out the other
One ear out the
Burning right till the end
Now you'll be from the photographs
Missing the photographs

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

In my thoughts you're far away and you are whistling a
Whistling a
Crystallizing clear as day, oh I can you so easily
Picture you so

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

Watching through my
Watching my fingers

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

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

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

You might to excuse me
lost control of all my senses
And you might have to me
I've control of all my words
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 and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
stumble and each misfire
I you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching my fingers, watching through my fingers
Cause minute and every hour

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