Luyện nghe bài hát Good Grief

So, what you little maniacs like to do first?

Watching through my
through my fingers

Shut my and count to ten
It in one ear out the other
One ear out the
Burning bright till the end
Now you'll be from the photographs
Missing from the

Watching my fingers...
Watching my fingers...

In my thoughts far away and you are whistling a melody
a melody
Crystallizing clear as day, oh I can picture you so
Picture you so

gonna be left of the world if you're not in it
What's gonna be of the world oh

minute and every hour
I miss you, I you, I miss you more!
Every stumble and misfire
I miss you, I you, I miss you more!

Watching through my
Watching through my

Caught off guard by your favorite
I'll be dancing at a funeral, dancing at a
Sleeping in the you love
It's such a shame we had to see burn
Shame we had to see burn

What's be left of the world if you're not in it
What's gonna be left of the oh

minute and every hour
I miss you, I you, I miss you more
Every stumble and misfire
I miss you, I you, I miss you more

You might have to me
lost control of all my senses
And you might have to me
I've lost control of all my
So get drunk, me a fool, put me in my place, put me in my place
Pick me up, up off the floor, put me in my place, put me in my

Every minute and hour
I miss you, I you, I miss you more
stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
Watching through my fingers, watching my fingers
Cause every and every hour

(I miss you, I miss you, I you more...)