Luyện nghe bài hát 50,000

Another obituary in the today
One for the list of those who've already fallen
one of our comrades is taken down
Like so others of our calling

We our anecdotes, our commentary
Or we sing his songs in sad tribute
While the tabloids are holding a story of and tell
That he's no able to deny or refute

50,000 voices every time he'd sing
And every word he ever wrote reflecting to him

How well I the stadiums we played
And the lights sweeping across a sea of 50,000 souls we'd
A serious that you could never kick
Or one that you couldn't imagine you'd ever

We flew like on the wings of amphetamine
Secured only to a bass and a snare drum beat
But really did any of it mean?
When there's a philosophy in reflection and defeat

50,000 voices rising every he'd sing
And every word he ever wrote back to him
believing that old lie, the one that your own face betrays
Rock stars don't ever die, they only away

now on my own past
Inside prison I've made of myself
I'm feeling a little better
Although the bathroom mirror is telling me something

These lines of stress, one eye
The unhealthy pallor of a ghost
did I put my spectacle case?
I'm half blind and as deaf as any

50,000 hands are raised to a man just like you and me
We the gods we can and gift them immortality
Still that old lie, the one that your own face betrays
Rock stars don't ever die, they only fade