Luyện nghe bài hát Bruised Orange

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

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

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

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

I've been brought down to zero, out and put back there
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl the black 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 diamonds in the to the dirt in the gutter
And you carry those to remind you wherever you go

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw your hands in the air, say does it matter?
But it do no good to get angry so help me, I know

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 own chain of sorrow

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

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

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

For a heart 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