Luyện nghe bài hát Things

Well, here's the evidence of human
men magnets in two damn boxes
And I cannot the name for them
They hardly that I have lived

And the dust, it settles on things
my age again
Like a new skin from old skin
had barely been lifted

I didn't need these things, I need them, oh
Pointless artifacts, a mediocre
So I shed my clothes, shed my
Down to the bone and burned the

I didn't need these things, I need them, oh
Took them all to bits, turned them in
And I left on the floor
And ran for dear life the door, oh

objects, I gathered a storm of shit
Put them in silent shed, threw out your supplies
When all you a coffin
And your Sunday to smarten up the end

At the front gate, a reward awaits
One pint of from the Holy Ghost
An eternity of
In the of all those Christian men

I need these things, I didn't need them, oh
artifacts, a mediocre past
So I shed my clothes, I shed my
Down to the and burned the rest

I didn't need these things, I didn't them, oh
them all to bits, turned them outside in
And I them on the floor
And ran for dear through the door, oh

Never need these things, I'll need them, oh
This is you and me, my human heat
And the are only things
And brings me like you bring me, oh

I never need these things, never need them, oh
going back, so we can drop the past
And we'll leave it on the
And run for dear through the door, oh