Luyện nghe bài hát That (Such A Thing)

There's a place where we dance
While hands
To of the moon
They sing to me
And I'm not
And loved that die still survive with no pain
And I'd lose if it away
how do I begin to explain?
By the way, your way or my way, it's okay, 'cause either way you don't have a
It's when she me
The taste of the dew and the in you
It's the moment don't let you down
A place you go, when there's no one
The taste you when the tears touch your mouth
you think
What you
you find
And you know that always around
Yeah, a that is always around
I know you to complicate every choice you make
But please lose something so beautiful
very lovely
But who am I to stay in this world that I
And I when your wind went away
Yet I knew 'cause you my name
You you loved me
But how could I ever explain a thing?
the moment you open your eyes
While you think that they're all still
'Til the taste of the tears remind
you feel
What you'd
you'd find
It's the moment that won't let you
your scream when you can't make a sound
It's all you see with the tears rolling
what you think
What you
But you you will find
Know that it's around
Know that it's always
And I that it's always around.
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The will sing
a in the streets
and sounds like the song
to the music of 21
The flowers are
and of by the bed
of the place the old woman died
it's the same place she her life
the will all say her name
print the wrong day
the day she died
'cause all gonna die
cute puppies and bunnies and birds
people who sing when they don't know the
you die
cuz all gonna die
just part of life
well men women and children and too
animals, aliens and you
You die
'cause we're all die
'cause everyone
and all that was and all that will be
single cell creatures and anything
you die
we're all gonna die
start good bye
from the moment your up this miserable life
you should know that it's only a matter of time you die
'cause we're all die
start sayin'
and morons at labels that think know tunes
the army of who threaten to sue
the hookers that blow them when I just food
and the ass that download and never buy tunes
You die
we're all gonna die
I cant till you die
oh Protestants, and Orthodox Jews,
you dumb scientologists and guys who spoons
well Buddhists... ah of, and atheist too
all you whack job
No immune
you die
We're all die
your ass goodbye!
And Sarcastic writers
with tattoos
drummers and and engineers too
and every person who sang in this room
will die
We're all die
all gonna die
we're all die
we're all die
and it's just a reminder of something frequently known