Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise

What a beautiful world, so and fertile
Pain filled the when boy met girl
He's a to nature, one year later
Now so deeply and in love it makes him hate her
The average American relationship
Sinks, capsized when either becomes a slave to it
Conditioned, dependent, to be alone
He needs that feeling that he can't all on his own
He despises the fact she has a life of him
It drives him crazy to think not insanely consumed with him
her the guilt-trip and maybe she'll quit living,
To stay behind his prison walls and lose all
Well is happiness, masochistic torture
Played by the decadent, craved of
The digs deep to push contentment through his bloodstream
And drown out hollow, the of a junkie
If he could only hear her sing, he wouldn't want to break her
But emptiness has a warm, subtle sting
She up for what he lacks, trapped,
He can't life without someone like that

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

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

2:
What a beautiful world, emotionally
her became plural girl met boy
Between several breakups and relapses
Routine led to serious attachment
Now every once in a while she to breathe
Terrified of losing him, 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 so right but after one too many fights,
He turned out that hallway and all the wonder turned to spite
So sleep in the same bed with guns to each others' heads
Dead to romance, boiling the that painted roses red
from post-honeymoon disease, bleached through
His existence, she'll die if he decides to leave
Addicted to the way she feels when they time together
Detouring the now in a childish to find forever
Despite the fact they hold other heart to heart
You can't be that close to somebody without being so far

Silence, the most sound I've ever heard
lonely, giant spaces in between your every word
And maybe, I'm totally for holding on but
Just cus I'm insane, mean that I'm wrong
Now that you're gone I sleep at night
I barely even function right, my on overdrive
Too hungry and too to cry
Miss the I once took for granted
The way you helped me manage, the partnership vanished
But I don't expect you to stay by the ankle,
There's so much to see so, fly free my angel
I'm dying without you, but it's me to live
Heaven something someone else can give
It's all of me

There's so much to see
What's me from flying free?
so much world to see
What's stopping you flying free?
(Repeat to Fade)