Luyện nghe bài hát Blood of a Young Wolf

ten thousand horses, sable island, summer
oh my god i'm hot to steal, myself and friendless number
i ain't got no culture, nothing, dirty words, but that count
flight attendants, waitresses, superstition, amount
there's work to do, to pay, memories and fingerprints
calling ignorance
and i don't wanna go, and tired
zoom, kick, persuasion, tech, zoom, kick, persuasion,
it's an egg and spoon race, slow and steady, highway, a bientot
still i'm stuck, i cant it, picture postcard, small momento
echo, shadow, echo, shadow, sterling silver, furnace
frozen nowhere, a kid, i had a friend named deadly earnest
my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my arm
praise the heavens, call the cops, relax, there's no for alarm
diamond and little babies, startlements and miracles
i pretty faces so severe and lyrical
i'm amelia earhart, neko case and frida kahlo
all alone, the way it should be, i don't even need a
seeds of wisdom, found no purchase, we even have a chance
birthday party, armageddon, long stemmed roses,
broken fingers, going nowhere fast and screeching to a
all that work for nothin', uh oh, whipping boy all my fault
zoom, kick, persuasion, tech, zoom, kick, persuasion,
zoom, kick, persuasion, tech, tech, tech,
i don't wanna go to pieces, going, afraid to fly and so i'm running
catching and chopping wood, the revolution, slow time coming
i don't know what to do, cross my fingers, teach the children
read your fortunes, storm the studios, come on all ye pilgrims
no more same old and dance, some good ideas get overplayed
i eat my breakfast, ride my bike, a knife between my
see i'm a man of problems up against some scary odds
we kill, we hide, we all fall down, idiots love to bury
it doesn't overnight though, never, still i'm filled with wonder
like a tightrope walker, hitchhiker, long distance runner
zoom, kick, persuasion, tech, good for you bad night for me
but i still love you down, k i s s i n g
not bad, not bad, not bad at all i tried shoes on
cigarettes and crucifixes, bergman, alphonse mouzon
really boring modern music, really boring modern
get me out of here, i'm drowning, i don't this modern world
and marketing, pretty, pretty, who needs talent
crying eyes, we're so outnumbered, for the right to remain silent
what do i know, who am i, my two feet my big dumb face
i'd do the if i had the chance, cheat the system, rig the race
it's all one big misunderstanding, out i turn my coat
don't look don't move a muscle, one false move that's all she wrote
zoom, kick, persuasion, tech, zoom, kick, persuasion,
zoom, kick, persuasion, tech, tech, tech,