Luyện nghe bài hát This Place

Busted doors and broken women hang out in the
Faces turn to stare and not to greet
And the old caf door's closed, no more cappuccino brewing
There's a of eyes peering through the afterglow
Wondering the hell I'm doin'

place used to be my home
This town I used to my own
Over the nothin' and no one's grown
In this place, I used to call my

The old on the hill's still standin'
Where my and I used to lay down
She taught me livin', lovin' and life
My first and only from this town
And the plain old seem like long lost friends
But most have torn down
I guess tried to make way for some kinda progress
So hard to in this town

This place to be my home
This town I used to my own
the years nothin' and nobody's grown
In place, I used to call my home

Fields of green and lazy
memories just pass me by
When you go back, well, it's never the
I know it's
But I'm still on you ... and this place

The old caf door's permanently closed, no more brewing
There's a pair of eyes peering through the
Wonderin' what the I'm doin'

place used to be my home
This town I to call my own
Over the years and no one's grown
In this ...

This place used to be my
town I used to call my own
Over the years nothin' and no grown
In place, I used to call my home