Luyện nghe bài hát Bound To Forget

Fools blowing up, brown Bible verses
Dust of memory, truck stop reverie
Three a.m. in my home town, not a stirring around
Mr Trucker Man, don't slow down in this town

'Cause I'm travelling faster the speed of regret
What I was born knowin' I was to forget
Blindness of being, I was born seeing I was
plain bound to forget yes, I was just plain bound to forget

Now my tank run dry two out of Tucson by
Three little on the side of the highway
Still as a box full of watches
I settle debts with the dead and right on
I keep on, on

Pedal to the metal on the wide highway
the high plains of bright eyed solitude
I tailgate a load of tabula rasa
'Til my mind go clearer than the west of El Paso

I'm travellin' faster than the speed of regret
What I was knowing I was bound to forget
In the blindness of being what I was born
I was just plain bound to forget, yes I was plain bound to forget
I was just bound to forget

Now, seven in, end my friend, gotta go at God's speed
relentless, the soul sucking, sneaky-deaky
Belly aching past like, a in the grass, strike and bury your ass

So keep your eyes on the prize on the horizon
Be wary of the wind and the bad risin'
in your going, somehow, someway, that
You'll out run your shadow, yes you will, one day

you're travellin' faster than the speed of regret
What I was knowing I was bound to forget
In the blindness of being I was born seeing
I was just bound to forget, yes I was just plain bound to forget
Yes, I was wake about goin'
I was knowin' I was just plain bound to forget
Bound to
Just plain to
Bound to, to forget I was
to forget I was
Just