Luyện nghe bài hát Better Things

That was our fifth
And I hope you it
Now this would be our best
That you have ever
The dirt bike's on stage
you

You're gonna me crazy
You're drive me mad
You got an angel on your
hairpins out of glass

I believe in
The that we don't see
And the skin violin is
The neighbors read meals

And the family jewelry
With sets and heaps of
Will down things
That never ever seen

Like the gods, like the glory, like the
That your set before you
Ride the 'round the kingdom, oh no
Oh no, a meeting in the canyons
Oh no, this is rising to the

You're gonna me crazy
gonna drive me mad
You got an angel on your
Makin' out of glass

Baby, don't be
Baby, be sad
Better things are
I swear truth in that

I'm shooting off the
And the begin to flow
And the baskets weave but the ones
Are the ones we'll never

Just pretend that are mobile
And never staying put
And the way we the day
We to the top of the steeple

With it's spewing angels out their mouths
And letting tables to charcoal
In the lipstick and the lipstick in the
Oh no, we were like the trees
Oh no, then they us to the sky

gonna drive me crazy
You're gonna me mad
You got an angel on your
Makin' hairpins outta

Baby, be unhappy
Baby, be sad
things are coming
I there's truth in that

Two or three times the will ring
when we look for the better things
We search for this, we all none
I feel it crash upon skin

I find it hard to believe more
Of these behind the door
Do you miss me like I miss
Do I miss you you miss me?

You're gonna drive me
You're gonna me mad
You got an on your shoulder
Makin' out of glass

Baby, don't be
Baby, be sad
Better are coming
I swear there's in that

Baby, don't be
Baby, be sad
Better things are
I swear there's in that