Luyện nghe bài hát This Beauty

When your words come too easily for me to believe and paint goes on too thinly to peel away.
I will a silver lining sometime.
Blur my vision and I'll be fine. And I'll be

the pages of the magazines,
I hate the way they look at me. every smile and every laugh, there's something I will always lack.
And maybe, maybe,
an me will not be seen.

When your words burn in my mind and those greens and those blues seem too perfect to be true, I will light a fire every time I think to myself,
I be fine,
I be fine.

the pages of the magazines,
I the way they look at me. With every smile and every laugh there's something I will always lack.
And maybe maybe an imperfected me will not be seen.

But I'll go on, yes I be, And I'll be strong, fortunately this beauty's not clear to me to me to me, to me to me to me, to me to me to me, to me to me to me.

Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way look at me, With every smile and every laugh there's something I will always lack.

the pages,
the pages,
the pages.

And maybe just maybe just maybe this beauty be clearer to me. to me. to me.