Luyện nghe bài hát Aside

Measure me in metered lines in one stare
The time it takes to get here to there
My ribs that through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free
I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely, I am so much than I used to be

Terrified of and shopping malls and knives
And in the pools of other lives
Rely a bit too heavily on and irony
Get clobbered on by courtesy in love with love and poetry

And I'm leaning on broken fence
Between past and present
And I'm losing all stupid games
That I swore I'd never play but it almost feels

Circumnavigate this of wonder and uncertainty
Armed with precious failure and amateur cartography
I'm breathing before
I spread those out on my bedroom floor

And I'm leaning on this fence
Between past and tense
And I'm losing all those games
That I I'd never play but it feels okay

And I'm leaving goodbye
And I'm losing but try
With the last ways left to sing
My imperfect