Luyện nghe bài hát Round Here

Step out the door like a ghost
Into the fog no one notices
The of white on white.

And in between the and you
The angels get a better
Of the crumbling difference wrong and right.

I in the air between the rain,
Through and back again.
I don't know
Maria she's dying.
the door, I hear her crying
Why? I know

'Round here we always stand up
'Round here something

Maria came from with a suitcase in her hand
She she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
And she walks along the edge of the ocean meets the land
like she's walking on a wire in the circus
She parks her car of my house, takes her clothes off,
Says she's close to Jesus
She knows she's more that just a misunderstood
She has trouble acting when she's nervous

'Round here carving out our names
here we all look the same
'Round here we talk just like
But we sacrifice lambs
'Round here she's through my hands

Sleeping got to run like the wind
Out of the lightning
Mama's little better get herself in
Out of the

She says, "It's in my head."
She says, "Shh, I know it's in my head."

But the on the car in the parking lot
Says: "Man, you should try to take a
you see my walls are crumbling."

Then she looks up at the
And says she's of jumping.
She says she's tired of
She be tired of something.

'Round here she's always on my
'Round here (hey man) I got lots of
'Round here we're never sent to bed
And nobody makes us
'Round here we up very very very very late

I see nothing, nothing
Around
You me if I'm falling
You me if I'm falling
you catch me because I'm falling down on here
I said " I'm the gun"
here.
Oh man I "I'm under the gun"
here.
And I see nothin', nothin'.
here.