Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise

What a beautiful world, so and fertile
Pain filled the void when boy met
a puppet to nature, one year later
Now so deeply and sickly in it makes him hate her
The average American relationship
Sinks, capsized when either side becomes a to it
Conditioned, dependent, to be alone
He needs that feeling that he can't all on his own
He despises the fact she has a outside of him
It him crazy to think she's not insanely consumed with him
Give her the guilt-trip and maybe she'll living,
To stay behind his prison and lose all individualism
this is happiness, masochistic torture
Played by the decadent, craved of
The digs deep to push contentment through his bloodstream
And drown out hollow, the of a junkie
If he only hear her sing, he wouldn't want to break her wings
But emptiness has a warm, subtle sting
She makes up for he lacks, trapped,
He can't life without someone like that

We've the long-lost art of dying
Only to lonely resent for flying
Twisted, living off of each other's like parasites
This is

We've rediscovered the art of dying
Only to lonely resent angels for
Addicted, to take control of my own life
This is

2:
What a beautiful world, destroyed
her plural when girl met boy
Between several breakups and plenty
Routine bred-comfort led to serious
Now every once in a while she to breathe
of losing him, paradise is misery
Too much faith in the knight in shining armour
Now her knight's noticing the scars she can't any longer
But were her story way before he was
It was hope to think he could heal such deep cuts
At it felt so right but after one too many fights,
He turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to
So they sleep in the same bed with to each others' heads
to romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red
Suffering post-honeymoon disease, bleached through
His whole existence, she'll die if he to leave
Addicted to the way she feels when they spend together
the now in a childish attempt to find forever
Despite the fact they hold each heart to heart
You can't be that close to somebody without being so far

Silence, the most obscure sound ever heard
Those lonely, giant spaces in between your word
And maybe, I'm crazy for holding on but
cus I'm insane, don't mean that I'm wrong
Now that gone I can't sleep at night
I even function right, my memory's on overdrive
Too and too cold to cry
Miss the I once took for granted
The way you me manage, the partnership that vanished
But I expect you to stay chained by the ankle,
There's so much to see so, fly free my angel
I'm dying you, but it's teaching me to live
ain't something someone else can give
It's all of me

There's so much to see
stopping me from flying free?
There's so much to see
What's stopping you from free?
(Repeat to Fade)