Luyện nghe bài hát Photograph

Look at photograph
Every time I do it makes me
How did our eyes get so
And what the hell is on head?

is where I grew up
I think the present owner it up
I never knew we ever without
The second is hard for sneakin' out

And this is where I went to
of the time I had better things to do
Criminal record I broke in twice
I must of it half a dozen times

I wonder if too late
I go back and try to graduate?
Lot's better now than it was back
If I was them, I let me in
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, God, I

Every memory of lookin' out the back
I have the album spread out on my bedroom floor
hard to say it
to say it
Good bye, bye
Every memory of walkin' out the front
I the photo of the friend that I was lookin' for
It's to say it
to say it
Good bye, bye, good bye

the old arcade?
Blew every that we ever made
The cops us hangin' out
They said somebody went and burnt it

We use to listen to the
And sing along every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it
To sing to more than a steering wheel

Kim's the first girl I
I was so nervous that I nearly
She's had a couple of kids then
I haven't her since God knows when
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, God, I

I miss that
I miss faces
You erase
You can't it
I it now
I can't it
So to stay
Too to leave it

If I could relive days
I know the one thing that never change

Look at this
Every time I do it me laugh
time I do it makes me