Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise

What a beautiful world, so and fertile
Pain the void when boy met girl
He's a puppet to nature, one year
Now so deeply and sickly in love it him hate her
The romanticized American relationship
Sinks, capsized when either side a slave to it
Conditioned, dependent, afraid to be
He needs that feeling he can't create all on his own
He the fact she has a life outside of him
It drives him crazy to she's not insanely consumed with him
Give her the and maybe she'll quit living,
To stay behind his prison and lose all individualism
Well this is happiness, torture
Played by the decadent, of affection
The needle digs deep to push contentment his bloodstream
And drown out hollow, the of a junkie
If he only hear her sing, he wouldn't want to break her wings
But emptiness has such a warm, subtle
She up for what he lacks, trapped,
He can't imagine life without like that

We've rediscovered the art of dying
Only to lonely angels for flying
Twisted, living off of each other's sickness like
This is

We've the long-lost art of dying
Only to resent angels for flying
Addicted, afraid to control of my own life
This is

2:
What a beautiful world, emotionally
her plural when girl met boy
Between several breakups and plenty
Routine led to serious attachment
Now every once in a while she to breathe
of losing him, paradise is misery
Too much faith in the life-saving knight in armour
Now her knight's noticing the she can't hide any longer
But they were her story way he was
It was gross to think he could heal such deep cuts
At first it felt so right but after one too fights,
He turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to
So they sleep in the same bed with guns to each others'
Dead to romance, boiling the blood that roses red
from post-honeymoon disease, bleached through
His whole existence, she'll die if he decides to
Addicted to the way she feels when they spend time
the now in a childish attempt to find forever
Despite the fact hold each other heart to heart
You can't be that close to somebody without being so far

Silence, the most sound I've ever heard
Those lonely, giant spaces in between your word
And maybe, I'm crazy for holding on but
Just cus I'm insane, mean that I'm wrong
Now you're gone I can't sleep at night
I barely even function right, my on overdrive
Too and too cold to cry
the companionship I once took for granted
The way you me manage, the partnership that vanished
But I don't you to stay chained by the ankle,
There's so world to see so, fly free my angel
I'm dying you, but it's teaching me to live
Heaven something someone else can give
It's all of me

There's so world to see
What's me from flying free?
There's so world to see
What's stopping you from flying
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