Luyện nghe bài hát Symphony In Blue

Spent a lot of my time at blue
The colour of my and my mood
on the walls, blue out of my mouth
The sort of blue between clouds the sun comes out
The sort of blue in those you get hung up about

When that feeling of sets in
Go blowing my on God
The in the dark with the neon arms
The meek he seeks, the beast he
The of the good soul department

I see myself suddenly on the as a melody
My terrible fear of dying, no longer with me
For now I know I'm needed for the symphony

I love with red
The colour of my when she's dead
Red in my mind when the flies
Red in my eyes from the ties
Manipulation, the danger

The more I think sex the better it gets
Here we have a purpose in
Good for the circulation
Good for the tension
The root of our

I see myself suddenly on the as a melody
My fear of dying, no longer plays with me
For now I that I'm needed for the symphony

Spent a lot of my time at blue