Luyện nghe bài hát Last Words of a Shooting Star

All of turbulence wasn't forecasted
Apologies the intercom
And I am relieved that I'd my room tidy
They'll of me kindly
they come for my things

They'll never know how I'd stared at the dark in room
With no
a blood-sniffing shark
And my dreams made music in the night

I was going to

You wouldn't leave till we in the morning
learned from movies how love ought to be
And you'd say you love me and in my eyes
But I know through you were
Looking in

And did you the liberty bell is a replica
Silently in its original walls
And while its dreams played in the night

It was told to

I wanted to die clean and pretty
But I'd be too on working days
So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't
I have changed anyways

I am relieved that I'd my room tidy