Luyện nghe bài hát Outskirts

Lead by Greg

on the outskirts of life
Dreams seldom true
thru photographs emotional holographs
Cutouts of all the figures you been
Reflections of a life that you once

As the evening
conscious of every breath
And every is a crisis, I guess
out the windows of your hotel room
You lit one too many fires that spoon
I guess you deserve the chosen few
Real life, just out of

Well just here,
On the
Yea, here,
On the outskirts of your

And there's a picture all seen
It was taken in the of the L.A. Ambassador Hotel
the silhouette of a man in another's arms
So turn off your TVs, and let that train go
'Cause warned you that California
Wasn't to be the end
California wasn't be the end.

And tell me where can you hide
the whole world is ugly and
Yea me where you gonna turn when
this whole world knows your
And four walls are screamin'
And all your friends so deceiving
Yea you forgot the lines of a part you rehearsed so
Lyin' in the Brazilian Court Hotel

But that's here,
On the
Yea, here
On the outskirts,
Of life...