Luyện nghe bài hát If There Are The Thigns

If these are the that
are made of
Why don't I

I've tried to tell
Nothing's my dear
But I around me
And think maybe not so

I have nightmares
And wake up with sweat
through my pores

Why I dream anymore

I'm in the
All the trees fruit
I have to pick them before they
I grab one
I hold it in my
I it up
It's rotten to the

Why I dream anymore

If are the things that
are made of
Why I dream

We lose our
Lose our
Yes we our innocence
To forget our sorrow and hide our
We lose old
But dreams are what worth living for

I wish I dream
Once

I'm in the
All the trees bear
I have to pick before they fall
I finally one
I it in my hand
I it up
It's rotten to the

Why don't I dream

If these are the that
are made of
Why I dream anymore

I've tried to myself
It's all for the best my
But I look me and think
Maybe not so

I only nightmares
Wake up in a sweat
Have I as corrupt
As all I

I'm in the
All the bear fruit
I have to them before they fall
I grab one
I it in my hand
I it up
It's rotten to the

Why I dream anymore

If these are the that
Dreams are of
If are the things that
are made of
If these are the that
are made of

I don't want