Luyện nghe bài hát Monica

I Monica
At the US
She been 16
Couldn't've much more
some questions
And giggling, I'd never
Someone so alive on TV
Do you Monica
Shrieking on her
Disguising as she went out at night
her hair
Like someone was her
Lay low, invisible, and out of
And then,
The blade came,
Like God spitting on you, a knife in your
We it in the paper
Then moved on to other
But for you all the colors, to black
And oh,
you are, Monica
On the with Jesus and Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon, by that
You have to pay for our
Was it like being
Was it like dead?
Like a bad over and over again?
And then, did everyone who came to you
Suddenly hold a knife in their
And now you're back,
Grim and
Trying not to think that thing, then
And I hope you win
medal you can win
But it may be much fun again
And oh,
There you are,
On the with Jesus and Martin Luther King
like John Lennon, by that hotel
You to pay for our sins
Just like Jesus, by hotel
You will to pay for our sins