Luyện nghe bài hát Here Comes That Feeling

Up in the morning, yawning
There's frost on the of the car

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

Fingerprints in the dust with my
Squint my to see from my fame
the words that fall from my lines
The deafness the light from the blind

Stop starting journey, the returns me
Back to the in the evening
The stage rehearsals, on the circles
Blah, my way to the ceiling

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

Tonight I'm cracking, I'm acting
Foot lit the visual of my
I'll smoke and it, I'll eat and think it
Miserable the plot unwinds