Luyện nghe bài hát Monica

I remember Monica at the U.S.
She have been 16
Couldn't have much more
Answering some questions and
I'd never seen someone so alive on TV

Do you remember shrieking on her backhand?
Disguising herself when she out at night?
her hair like something was telling her
Stay low, invisible and out of

And then, Monica, the came, Monica
God spitting on you, a knife in your back
We read it in the paper and moved on to things
But for you all the colors to black

And oh, Monica, there you are,
On the cross with Jesus and Martin Luther
Just like John Lennon by hotel
You have to pay for our

Was it being raped? Was it like being dead?
Like a bad movie and over again?
Then did everyone who close to you
Suddenly hold a in their hand?

And now, you're back,
and hammering
Trying not to think about that then
I hope that you win every you can win
But it may never be fun again

And oh, Monica, you are, Monica
On the cross Jesus and Martin Luther King
Just like Lennon by that hotel
You to pay for our sins
Just Jesus by that hotel
You to pay for our sins