Luyện nghe bài hát Bound To Forget

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

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

Now my run dry two hours out of Tucson by
Three little crosses on the of the highway
Still as a box of busted watches
I settle debts with the dead and keep on
I keep on, on

Pedal to the metal on the open highway
Criss-cross the high plains of bright solitude
I a truck load of tabula rasa
'Til my mind go than the highway west of El Paso

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

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

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