Luyện nghe bài hát tonite

Everybody's singing the same
It goes: tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight,
I realized these artists thought so much about dying

But truth be we all have the same end
make you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
But I'm you
This is the news you're getting all week

Oh sure it's ruling the
remains of the airwaves
And frankly thankful for the market psychology you're hipping us to

And all the hits are saying the same
There's only tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight,
And life is
But shit, it like forever
It feels like

Oh, is everybody feeling the stuff?
We're all
for you
And you who you are
This is a song

And you're older
I promise you this, you're older
And improvements unless
You're a winner
That the future's a
And nothing I can do
Nothing can do about this

And oh oh, I'm offering you a to get even
But oh oh, you very well the dialect of negation
Sure enemies you with spit and derision
But friends are the ones who can put you in an
But that's not

And you're too sharp to be
Or too shocked from being used
By these bullying of the fabulous
Raffling off limited edition

And it you do again?
Oh, I'm a
The veteran of the disk shop inquisition
Set to the cocksure of men's sick filth
With my own late era middle-aged
lover favors the same things
It's touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me tonight
We maybe realize what it is we need we die

And luck is always better than at things
We're flying
Oh good
I like my mom

But out of the little rooms and the streets
You've lost your internet and lost our memory
We had a paper trail led to our secrets
But embarrassing pictures have now all deleted
By versions of selves that we thought were the best
'Till versions of of others repeating
Come laughing at everything we thought was
While still making that you thought you had learned from
And reasonable people know than you
That in the long run but they don't know the short game
And terrible know better than you
They're used and of the once so dear listener
So you will be badgered and taunted and that
You're missing a party that never get over
You hate the idea that you're your youth
That you stood in the background, oh, until you got
But all lies
all lies

It's have to be good enough
I do this anymore, my brain won't work