Luyện nghe bài hát B-54

From this grizzled seat; bolt-on frame all the stains
Of a sale
I wondering if it not youthou know?
Old won waste a conversation.
If you could see my narrow throne got a view to everything.
You won win to a heart that found belief,
doesn disappoint it only dreams.
So take your your time,
while the air streaks by the static,
Doesn make much sense with back to expectation.
battered second guess reflex just lost its grip on me.
Regrets in time won hope to choke ambition now,
And for all you know, friend you can afford to the ratio.
These rusty suburbs no space for truck stop raids
And these songs,
Just hold the meantime for more.
all this time did you really think I let you run my aspirations dry?
Give it up, up your eyes, just let me fill my life with light.
Friends shouldn have to wage these wars, so let here.