Luyện nghe bài hát Cries a Girl

I was on a dirt road ghost town.
Stray dogs, whole nine the gold closed down.
I the woods like the back of my hand,
and I would shoot the breeze the roots of trees.

Or go down by the river, the way the devil danced,
but never took his hand even though I did have chances.
Everybody slept the morning dew turned to frost.
Darkness moved in and somebody a cross.

Girl named Stella was prettier than you'd imagine.
The should've gave her the crown for the beauty pageant.
But instead, some local pinhead started spreading
the Kewen's being inbred, and what's worse:

People it. The family was dirt poor,
down on their luck, so that it hurt more.
Picking up garbage or the grass,
at this point, Stella going to class.

You know how ridicule a kid in school
and this shit's to make anybody feel like a misfit.
She made herself and hid in a house of mirrors.
Whenever the stops, so do the teardrops.

Fear is forever, and lies become
growing exponentially.
She should've been a cover girl like a princess,
but she's an enigma by the stigma of incest.

(x2):
She to hide the scars;
Her reminds me of the stars
I saw dividing
the of her eyes

......Stella
......Stella

One town known for the most softness.
Little old school house, burned down office.
Blueberries and bull rushes a tree a tire(d) swing
Volunteer fireman's affair, the whole thing.

Stella was heartbroken, decided to smoking.
Bad taste in her mouth, she into her sad face.
Her few friends worried, her parents were proud of her.
But she never escaped under the cloud cover.

A reduced, she was eaten by a monster.
And after all these years, a past that haunts her,
whispers her name when she's trying instead
to to music in her bed.

Now, the story of is one that every child knows,
but the witch in the woods is more like a rose.
.......Stella
.......Stella

(Chorus x2)

.......Stella
.......Stella