Luyện nghe bài hát That (Such A Thing)

There's a place where we people
While holding
To light of the
They to me tunes
And I'm not
And loved ones that die still survive with no
And I'd if it went away
Just how do I to explain?
By the way, your way or my way, it's okay, 'cause either way you don't a name
It's she loved me
The of the dew and the music in you
It's the moment that let you down
A you go, when there's no one around
The taste you know when the touch your mouth
you think
What you
you find
And you know that it's around
Yeah, a love is always around
I know you tend to complicate every choice you
But please don't lose something so
very lovely
But who am I to stay in world that I made?
And I knew your wind went away
Yet I knew 'cause you my name
You said you me
But how could I ever such a thing?
It's the moment you open eyes
While you think they're all still alive
'Til the taste of the tears will
What you
What feared
What you'd
It's the moment that let you down
It's your when you can't make a sound
It's all you see the tears rolling down
It's what you
What you
But you know you will
Know it's always around
Know that it's around
And I know that always around.
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The children will
a in the streets
and sounds the 23rd song
to the music of 21
The are dead
and of by the bed
of the where the old woman died
it's the place she started her life
the papers will all say her
print the wrong day
the day she died
'cause were all die
cute little puppies and and birds
people who sing when don't know the words
you die
cuz were all die
it's just of life
well men and children and hermaphrodites too
animals, aliens and you
You die
'cause all gonna die
'cause dies
and all that was ever and all that be
single cell creatures and anything
you die
'cause we're all die
sayin' good bye
from the your start up this miserable life
you know that it's only a matter of time till you die
'cause all gonna die
start goodbye
and morons at labels that they know tunes
the army of who threaten to sue
the hookers that them when I just want food
and the ass hats that and never buy tunes
You die
we're all gonna die
I wait till you die
oh Protestants, Catholics and Jews,
you dumb scientologists and guys who spoons
well Buddhists... ah sort of, and too
all you whack job
No body's
you die
We're all die
your ass goodbye!
And Sarcastic writers
guys with
drummers and and engineers too
and every last person who sang in room
will die
We're all die
We're all die
all gonna die
we're all die
and it's just a reminder of that's frequently known