Luyện nghe bài hát 7 Weeks - William Beckett, Gym Class Heroes

My these yellow lines, concrete, and parliment butts
Exhaust fumes and rest stops who drive hard for bucks
Load in, check, play show, load out, let's go, next city, oh great, off day
Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running up, apologies and promises
And nobody acknowledges that boys in vans got it so bad
But we love the last cigarette we'll ever have
I'm putting miles on my body, bout due for a up in this gas station, food ain't really helping but
I'm loving every minute, every signs a reminder of exactly why we did it to begin with

is how it has to be
A kiss for luck, myself
And in 7 resurface
Even if we look back again
Tired and wired eyes
Exposing
To the public eye perfect
Even if we don't look again

My life is hotels, passports, random bag checks, day of love affairs that I haven't had yet
Touch down, baggage claim, new town, different name, clothes, 7 days, whew, damn I need to change
And it's a lifestyle that I wouldn't
Wild N Out on a level Nic Cannon comprehend (fuck outta here)
We made a lot of and even more enemies
Some of which were genuine and others pretend to be
Soft raving baby, lovely
Even the gray rain cloud's right above me
The girl's textin' me talkin' about all cuddly
Cause you paint a pretty but the frame is so ugly

is how it has to be
A kiss for luck, myself
And in 7 resurface
if we don't look back again
Tired boys and wired
Exposing
To the eye we're perfect
Even if we don't look again

And now it's back in a van with of my mans
we catchin' a tan on the Florida sands
I feel like tourin' this made me more of a man
killa California to the shores of Japan
Good stayin' up late in Austin
to coast V8 to Chicago
To gettin' up with Johnny in Boston
And smokin' that most Grade-"A" in
Home ain't no more
I hug the road and kiss the concrete and sometimes I hear her heartbeat
No matter where we go or we at
We carry on our back, it's like that

is how it has to be
A kiss for luck, myself
And in 7 weeks
if we don't look back again
Tired boys and eyes
Exposing
To the public eye perfect
Even if we don't look back

is how it has to be
A kiss for luck, myself
And in 7 resurface
Even if we look back again
Tired boys and eyes
Exposing
To the eye we're perfect
Even if we don't look again

"So a lot of you don't realize. There's a whole subculture of boys around in vans."
Even if we don't look back
"Looking for daughters, and your lottery tickets. Love it or leave it. I'm like this"
if we don't look back again
"I my life. Bitches."
Even if we don't look again
if we don't look back again