Luyện nghe bài hát Bruised Orange

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

I heard sirens on the train howl naked gettin' nuder
An altar boy's been hit by a local
from walking with his back 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 me, I know

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

I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put there
I sat on a bench, kissed the girl with the black hair
And my head shouted to my heart
"You look 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 out the window, get mad and get madder
Throw your in the air, say what does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so help me, I

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

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

I heard on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder
An altar boy's hit by a local commuter
Just from walking with his back
To the train that was 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 good to get so help me, I know

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