Luyện nghe bài hát Pride and the Pallor

Papa had a wife and kids, he kept them on a
And he bid them all to do his every
When he was a kid, he was treated just the
So he hid his from his family

as an island out at sea
Resistant to the gentle waves of

Yeah, papa and his family on parade
through the turnstiles, weekender's charade
But time will tell as their crumbles to hell

What they created was a family story no one will
It's a album, too terrible
But the pride and the pallor continue to
As the matron prays

resented the tradition they upheld
And it ate him up most every day
Silence was golden and they kept him to his
So bewildered he finally ran away

Oh, never cease
Oblivious of the ways to give his soul some

Yeah, Papa and his always on parade
Passing through the turnstiles, charade
But time will tell as world crumbles to hell

What they created was a family story no one tell
It's a album, too terrible
But the pride and the pallor continue to
As the matron prays

Get me out of here, got to save the day
The children are to do it for their daddy's sake
And happiness is ever so far, far

Yeah, as an island out at sea
Oblivious of the gentle of empathy

Yeah, papa and his family always on
Tearing through the turnstiles, charade
It's just a calamity that fatherhood made
But will tell as their world crumbles to hell

What they created was a family story no one will
It's a photo album, too
But the pride and the pallor continue to
As the matron silently

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