Luyện nghe bài hát Joseph

Joseph was a child of
He never
Standing up on dim lit
by his tears
Though he was not a one
His surprise
Was trapped in unseen
Whose were his eyes
Lila never quite in
Never got too used to
Standing up on
Her cut like a knife
But when with her skin
Irrelevant say
If only I'd been a bird
I'd fly all away
I've got a problem with and wrong
Cause it changes all the
The weakest ones are strong
So gotta die
was walking home
Beneath a sky
A cool dry wind began to
She feel it in her eyes
She came to get some fresh

From an cop
A box with biohazard
Is she makes the drop
was a cameraman
A teleprompter
And every he'd tame his hand
to give it one more try
He never had to the lies
had to spin em right
He says if people what I do
be in the streets tonight
I've got a problem with right and
it changes all the time
The weakest ones are strong
So gotta die