Luyện nghe bài hát Bruised Orange

My heart's in the ice house, come or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked the alley
On a winter's morning to a church house
to shovel some snow

I sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder
An boy's been hit by a local commuter
Just from with his back turned
To the train was coming so slow

You can out the window, get mad and get madder
Throw hands in the air, say what does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so me, I know

For a heart stained in grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a of your very own chain of sorrow

I've brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the hair
And my head shouted down to my
"You better out below"

Hey, it ain't a long drop, don't stammer don't stutter
From the in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
And you carry those bruises to remind you you go

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw your in the air, say what does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get so help me, I know

For a stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow

My heart's in the ice house, hill or come valley
Like a long ago when I walked through the alley
On a cold winter's morning to a house
Just to some snow

I heard sirens on the track howl naked gettin' nuder
An altar boy's been hit by a local
Just from walking with his turned
To the train that was coming so

You can out the window, get mad and get madder
Throw your hands in the air, say does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so help me, I

For a stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own of sorrow