Luyện nghe bài hát Between The Lines

(What it tis it taint, & it taint it tis
Its the theme of we're goin')

[Verse 1:
See the police man, the lonely man
How do you think he his head on straight?
Can you feel his rhythm? What do you think he
When he squints at the line behind those shades
Feel the crest, overdressed
So much sweat, his skin to chafe
Its the sweat the nervous mess
Overbearing and from carrying the weight
Irritated and
And its all player hated,funnelled and consolidated
the shell of one man with a gun
Riding that thin line the program and the sun
And I don't hate you, to relate to
you could find a trap door to escape through
But if I see you, as a to my seedling or my sibling
Ill die to pull the plug on your

(2X)]
And I just might just find
And I just might just somebody
And I just might just feel
And I just just kill myself (somebody)

2: Slug]
Can you see
She her whole day in a theater
Livin her in the life that she would prefer
& she stirs nothing, comes & goes she
Surroundings oblivious to her existence
But if they only
About the thoughts that she can't seem to stop from comin
Comin'
At a loss for
Walkin the fog
With her closed & her mind gone
And now she lives in the that she sees
And daydreams that she kills us
I'm impressed with the she brandishes
If it was me, I snapped from the sheer overanxiousness
of waitin for the day she through Muddy Waters
And slaughters sons & and bloodies mothers and fathers
Lovely little castaway cutie
in back of that matinee movie
And someday, oneday, the credits roll
She'll hold a pocket full of for the ignorant souls
Then we'll know what depth awake touches
me walk the thin line between shallow and deep

(2X)]
And I just might find somebody
And I just might just somebody
And I just might just somebody
And I just might just kill (my body)

[Verse 3:
He used to write his rhymes and his lines all the time
he'd make them up right off the top of his mind
After doin for years, gettin respect from peers
Killed the ego, lookin at these people like weird
Road trips, turn to head
a hunger for sedatives and essentric ettiqute
Optimism needs to off self-esteem
But it seems as if he doesn't see it or hasn't felt a
Records sell well but undergound
town to town
Holdin hands with fans love his sound
it comes around *let*s hope you can enjoy it
Don't slow momentum, afraid he might destroy it
When he to shake the hand, I doubt they understand
That here now only the shadow of a man
Havin a time with life on a drumroll
Walkin that high-wire, it off is humble
But it's a thin line,between screams and
Seen the miles, he can go home & read to his child
But tonight's the last day, put the in the ashtray
Locked the and slit both of his wrists backstage

(2X)]

[Outro:
Onwards,forwards contin*uos*,
Encore, wrapped inside of innocence
Onwards,forwards renaissance
Encore, wrapped inside of innocence
Onwards,forwards renaissance
Encore, wrapped inside of innocence
Nothing but for the music and its offspring
Bouncin' off the boxsprings just tryin to it to the cross*ings*

I just just....
I just just....
I might just....[fade out]