Luyện nghe bài hát Platform Fire

Tore up like your baby jeans
I was stepping a fog
Under pressure, but I'm feeling
Can't let heaven's pin-striped
you carrying a cross
Across the desert you're feeling faithless
After all, this haze is only
Laughter falls on deaf in the auditorium

Stories up so tall
And you talk me down
You're talking me
Bright our platform fire
I'm a man on a
here for the view

Scattered in the mist,
getting hard for you to watch
Me pressure when I'm feeling weightless
Up where tensions computing
No, I never fallen off
I guess I'd like to think your worry's
wasted on me
After all, this haze may not be
I you call
From the back row of the

Stories up so tall
And you don't me down
You're talking me
(yeah talking through)
Bright lights our platform
I'm a man on a wire,
here for the view
I'm a man on a wire,
You're for the view

So tell me what you
you see me there.
And me what you see
When the smoke has

Tore up your baby blue jeans
I was stepping a fog

stacked up so tall
And you don't talk me
talking me through
Yeah, like you always do
Bright our platform fire
I'm a man on a wire,
You're for the view
I'm a man on a wire,
You're for the view

Bright lights our fire
I'm a man on a
talking me through...