Luyện nghe bài hát Bruised Orange

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

I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin'
An altar boy's 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 what does it
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 as you watch yourself sit there
up in a trap 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, 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 hands in the air, say does it matter?
But it do no good to get angry so help me, I know

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

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

I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin'
An altar boy's hit by a local commuter
Just from walking with his back
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 anger grows weak and bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own of sorrow