Luyện nghe bài hát I Write The B-Sides

I write the
That make a portion of the world cry
I like the sea
And songs that make you not wanna die

a stone into the sea
And wait for it to come to me
get out on the boat
'Cause someone told me that stones float

I to sit out back
And up at the squirrels in the trees
They don't like tracks
And they don't ever talk to me

a nut up in the tree
Gonna right back on me
Well these guys know who are
And what they needs in their own

Woo ooh, woo ooh

I like to in the snow
I stick my hand in, now did it go?
It might be mighty
But that's all part of not doing you're told