Luyện nghe bài hát Opinion

The first thing I
Was the in the room
And that brown piano
That never played in

The impatient tyrant
The malcontent
The need to the pieces
And the of cement

No one ever told me the right way to love
And no one ever showed me what we're to be made of
So don't be too forthright what you think that I should be
And I'll willingly accept low opinion of me

The thing I remember
Was the of the door
And the resonance of my
Broke the silence once

The selfish bastard
Who want to hear
I to learn compassion
You the other ear

No one ever told me the right way to love
And no one ever me what we're supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you think that I be
And I'll willingly accept your low of me

The out broken record
Who fit the mold
The independent
The mood so and cold

never told me about the right way to love
And Daddy never showed me what supposed to be made of
So don't be too forthright about what you that I should be
And willingly accept your low opinion of me