Luyện nghe bài hát Stars

He wants to cry until the stars in his are really dead
(He cries until the stars in his are dead)
He wants to cry the stars in his eyes are really dead
(He cries until the stars in his are dead)
(He cries until the in his eyes are dead)

He is poised to a very degree
Wrapped up in imagery
and senseless on an alter ego trip
He wants to alter every ego trip

Nothing special, to see me
doing, nothing with me
Nothing much and to do with me

He to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead
(He cries until the stars in his are dead)
He wants to cry until the in his eyes are really dead
(He cries the stars in his eyes are dead)
(He cries the stars in his eyes are dead)

He is awash in theories
glad to be out of the house
It's that time of the
I need to some feeling

I'm on the surface, tension, no
you going, gets you nowhere
Present in the worst person singular

He to cry until the stars in his eyes are really dead
(He cries until the stars in his are dead)
He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are dead
(He cries until the in his eyes are dead)
(He until the stars in his eyes are dead)

Because the message is cheap and
Now slobbering on the glass
A boy having a world wide wank
He says well that's very of me

Nothing special, to see me
Nothing doing, with me
Nothing much and nothing to do me

He wants to cry until the stars in his eyes are dead
(He cries until the stars in his are dead)
He wants to cry until the stars in his are dead