Luyện nghe bài hát Shattered Dreams

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Poor me, pour me a shot of
cigarillo or bordello I gotta be blown
in a silicone where titties are grown
and in the recession where fifties are thrown
rose petals, pedaled cities of stone
and liquor dance, my chemical romance
my pitiful hands
that to be warm
like a tux with gold that waits to be worn

loves in the of a flashback
those that deeply need be gettin they cash back
being in with love, feels so dreamy
till its shattered in beautiful scattered beneath me
i still it, you gotta believe me
I just dont think its as as an instance on tv
we try to close the distance but persistence aint
theres a in the sky if you listen to Stevie
is, my arms cant reach that far
or stretch that high, is it I fly
with the of a goose, mixed with red bull
and a night cap slapped on to keep my cool
in a state of confusion
dressing to get back to my city
delusion
where I
I stay
where I
I lay
[BRIDGE - DEACON & COURTNEY
Ive all the things that pass me by
oh why it be real?
I cling to my dreams as I the sky
oh why it be real?