Luyện nghe bài hát Things

Well, here's the of human existence
Displaying men in two damn boxes
And I cannot find the for them
They show that I have lived

And the dust, it settles on these
Displays my age
Like a new skin from old skin
That had barely been

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

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

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

At the gate, what a reward awaits
One pint of love from the Holy
An of suffering
In the company of all those men

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

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

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

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