Luyện nghe bài hát A Maker Of My Time

Held up here, it's a fear
And space don't take my mind
A wake, it's a young mistake
That I'm in
I can't see when I filled with
a golden dream of mine
But when I rise with my eyes
It's all

Wait, don't drown it in the
Taste, the feeling of a fever
All in all I need to get me

I stir, such a war of words
I'm a maker of my
I feeble man with a plan
Oh I'm
my bed on the great unsaid
And my meekness me low
I stood fair, but you still there
So chosen

Wait, don't drown it in the
Taste, the of a fever soul
All in all I to get me through