Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise

What a beautiful world, so and fertile
Pain filled the void boy met girl
He's a to nature, one year later
Now so deeply and sickly in love it makes him her
The average romanticized American
Sinks, capsized when either becomes a slave to it
Conditioned, dependent, to be alone
He that feeling that he can't create all on his own
He despises the fact she has a life of him
It him crazy to think she's not insanely consumed with him
Give her the and maybe she'll quit living,
To stay behind his prison and lose all individualism
Well this is happiness, masochistic
by the decadent, craved of affection
The needle deep to push contentment through his bloodstream
And out hollow, the pothole of a junkie
If he could only hear her sing, he wouldn't want to her wings
But has such a warm, subtle sting
She up for what he lacks, trapped,
He can't imagine life without like that

We've rediscovered the long-lost art of
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 resent angels for flying
Addicted, afraid to control of my own life
This is

2:
What a beautiful world, emotionally
her became plural when met boy
Between several and plenty relapses
Routine bred-comfort led to serious
Now every once in a while she to breathe
Terrified of losing him, paradise is
Too much faith in the life-saving in shining armour
Now her noticing the scars she can't hide any longer
But they her story way before he was
It was gross hope to think he could heal deep cuts
At first it 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 guns to each others' heads
Dead to romance, the blood that painted roses red
Suffering from post-honeymoon disease, through
His existence, she'll die if he decides to leave
Addicted to the way she feels when spend time together
Detouring the now in a childish attempt to forever
the fact they hold each other heart to heart
You can't be that close to somebody being so far apart

Silence, the most obscure sound ever heard
Those lonely, giant spaces in between every word
And maybe, I'm crazy for holding on but
cus I'm insane, don't mean that I'm wrong
Now that you're gone I can't sleep at
I barely even function right, my memory's on
Too and too cold to cry
Miss the I once took for granted
The way you helped me manage, the that vanished
But I don't expect you to 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
Heaven ain't something else can give
all inside of me

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