Luyện nghe bài hát A-Z

Some things never seem to
Kids still each other names
get better, but it's sad and strange
Every insult the same

Growing up in small town
They bide their time the dinner bell
Take a swing a bag, and they wait
By the school

All this and shovin
When you need a lovin
A little human
But where you find it?

So you close bedroom door
And you kneel down on the
you don't want to get caught
Packing the bag that mother doesn't even
you bought

"So come to this" you cry
Not even to say goodbye
You pack some and an A-Z
Push the back under the bed

You've been on a knife
Will the city save life?
been waiting for so long
Just for somewhere to feel home

You've been balanced on a
Will the save your life?
Your is waiting for you
is waiting for you

So pack cigarettes
And A-Z
It'll be just that book you read