Luyện nghe bài hát 300 M.p.h. Torrential Outpour Blues

I'm bringin' back ghosts are no longer there
I'm gettin' on myself sittin' in my easy chair
Well, there's people in the mirror
And I'm which one of them I should choose

Well, I can't from laughin'
Spittin' out these 300 mile per hour blues

I'm breakin' my teeth off, to bite my lip
There's all kinds of red-headed women that I ain't supposed to
And it's that color which fails to turn me blue
So I just it and hold on to it
And use it to the hell out of you

I a woman, says, "Come and watch me bleed"
And I'm wonderin' just how I can do
And still her everything that she needs
Well, three people in my head that have the answer
And one of has got to be you

But holding tight to it, the answer
Singin' these hundred mile per hour outpour blues

Put on gloves, a tight scarf and wrap up on this winter night
Every time you get defensive, you're just for a fight
It's safe to say somebody out there's got a
With almost you'll do
Well, next they stab you don't fight back
play the victim instead of playin' the fool

And the are covered with a million little molecules
Of cigarette ashes and the floors are covered
With pieces of eraser too
Well, sooner or the ground's gonna be holdin'
All of my too

But I can't but wonder if after I'm gone
Will I still have these three hundred mile per
Finger breakin', no answers, back, dirty cancer
Bee stung and busted up, empty cup outpour blues?

One for sure, in that graveyard
I'm gonna have the shiniest pair of