Luyện nghe bài hát They Told Me I Was A Fool

You got fancy instincts
But your is so large
I I see a hundred people in it
I guess you it that way
Because a flop
And there ain't no wringer washers
To your fingers through
I see your insides the same since 1951
dying inside a window
I saw your face all cut glass
And the window
The you dug your grave with
You could built an empire
He would have helped you now you
You're going to the wind
On a
Feet all down
Wish well at the marketplace
I a fiery face
Is from the future
not the way
They told me I was a
Well your friend and mine
And ???
The sky is black in a night
The is true or so it may seem
Carnival tricks in the
The floor is made of
That your footsteps