Luyện nghe bài hát 400 Metres

Can't you see the black
It holds me up for the lap
I know I said, I had a good
But now I'm sprawled across the finish

I'm up the straws
And now I'm how I did because
The situation's heavy and the competition's
Now I've got to wake up, so I can get on my feet again

Could you spare some sense
It's a gamble, so just give it up
Now you know about those in the sky
Well, the same folks that held me up

I'm out my flaws
Because I'm runnin' last and the look on my face says
This record's disappearing and my system's on the
But I'll never know who wins I make it to the end

care of what you preach, right
'Cause no one cares about your mike
But when the pen is to paper, I never stop to
That I should stop thinkin' you that way

The signing of mock simulation
Plots a course towards clarification
a keenly realized fabrication
Comin' from your station

But be running 400 metres again