Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes That Feeling

Up in the morning, yawning
frost on the roof of the car

First cigarette puffs, gold in my cuffs
Egg on the shirt of my

in the dust with my name
Squint my eyes to see my fame
Spot the words that fall my lines
The deafness hides the light the blind

Stop starting journey, the road me
Back to the in the evening
The rehearsals, voice on the circles
Blah, blah my way to the

I see the walls for the chairs
Are there sitting out there?
Feed me a frown or a laugh
the faces that ask

Tonight I'm cracking, I'm murder
lit the visual of my lines
I'll smoke and drink it, I'll eat and it
the murder plot unwinds