Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Motel

A on the wall, like a postcard with a better view of,
all things absent Room 209.
sips from an empty glass of hope she poured last night,
The clouds above reflect the shape of all gotta leave behind.
We always think there's something better in the we are not,
In the reality of it all,
Nobody's happy they're at and we all wanna be somebody else
Another scribbled book of lies,
staged confession that just goes unheard,
Harry in 304 made one last promise now,
I'm going out without a a vanishing act before your eyes
Nobody wants what they have got and what got is not enough,
in the reality of it all,
a lighter shade of green the grass maybe if I believe it so, I'll be home.
Here I go that if what I find is what I want,
the for me is everything,
I reach for the same as what I'm from,
I guess I'll know
Is it the struggle that we for,
is it keeping us alive to to want, to know, to love Just one more day,
Just one way
So I go.......I'm half the way to home.....

Thanks to Keith ([email protected]) for lyrics