Luyện nghe bài hát The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know

I won't cut my
And I won't change my
It like fancy flowers
But it nowhere, my hair, my hair

If I build my house
Just like the Trojan
I'd put a of myself
Upon the shelf of course, of course, of

Shes the smoke, shes fancy pirouettes
diving off of the deep end of my tragic cigarette
Shes steam on the window panes
The never-ending haze
Oh, that smiling maze
Oh, that ever maze ballet

Everythings missing
Ive lost more songs to
I cant prove makes any sense
But I sure that it does

I was born with curiosity
Of the likes of of old crows
Of the likes of of old crows
And oh, how that knows
The piano knows something I don't

I won't cut my
And I won't change my
It like fancy flowers
But it nowhere, my hair, my hair

If I could build my
Just like the Horse
I'd put a of myself
the shelf of course, of course, of course

Of course, of course, of
Of course, of course, of
Of