Luyện nghe bài hát Walls

(aka Month)

I'm surrounded by
They grow closer I sleep
And the falls
When I try to stand up on my

I'm for doors
But they when I breathe
There are plenty of
But they can't me
How can it be?

Must all sweet things go
Do all adventures an end?
Every waking
I long to him back again

In a crowded
I I'm somewhere bound
my best perfume
Fooling everyone
I'm not I seem

I'm as under a
Watching and can tell
Had I only