Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Well, I'd be by thirty-three
That was my guess
But hey, here I am this
Singing birthday to me

As I up all this mess
Because I'm left alive
warning
In the big, boring
Of my long book of

After the twist has told
If you don't die in
At the age of
your story is just getting old

You can see
And Jimi, fan the
Their posters will always younger
Ah, but they knew

And they can't us through
The long stretch of spiritual
In the big middle
Of my book of life

After the twist has told
If you die in glory
At the age of
Then your story is just old

As a skinny kid she
That she never sell her beauty
But it's a narcotic
To the public stare

It's like a dose
Of some synthetic
It makes you so alive
As long as it is

And was how she felt
Not by human hands
She was
By the eyes all her

So, she fell into her past
Where her beauty would last
So, the camera could never have her
In the big middle
Of my long of life

After the twist has been
If you die in glory
At the age of
your story is just getting old

Now, when Jesus the rest
He would have His way
And in death He not be defeated
Maybe it was all for the

For He had to say
Because He would not
to repeat it
Through the big middle
Of His long book of

After He thirty-two
If you don't die in
At the age of
Then your story is coming true

Still true, still coming true