Luyện nghe bài hát Open Book

It's clear to us this affair
Has combusted everywhere
And I feel so debonair
My piano dust

A with no mourners
I wish that I'd corners
To see the that warn us
But I make a fuss

Well, my life keeps on
It's this procession
I can't my lessons
These that I'm spinnin'
they'll smash on the ground
Make a loud crashing

And I am still an book
And you can a secret look

As make their way to class
I sit and raise glass
'Cause you dwell much on the past
it keeps haunting you

Oh, the band stomps down the block
And makes the cradles rock
And my keys, don't turn the lock
Perhaps I don't them to

Well, my life keeps on
It's drunken procession
I can't my lessons
plates that I'm spinnin'
Soon they'll on the ground
Make a loud sound

And I am still an book
And you can have a secret

Well, my life on spinnin'
It's this drunken
I learn my lessons
These plates that I'm
Soon they'll smash on the
Make a crashing sound

And I am an open book
And you can a secret look
And I am still an book
And you can have a look
And I am still an book
And you can have a look