Luyện nghe bài hát Carry Me Home

"Got to change my way of
Got to my style"

1]
He remembers little bit of his
bad, sometimes good
But he never was one to blame today's grey sky on week's rain
So he see's everything face
Looks grim, it bad too
There's nothing to do except dupe, down the wall and get through it
I swear to god it's too
Too to slip or lose steps
And the taller you are, the harder you
why a lot of us crawl
Mumma, please don't now
I've gotta walk over people I've down
It ain't as pretty as you think
gonna take more than soap and a sink
Tomorrow he'll drink to the of
every cheap wooden bridge that built
Bury those skeletons in his
til you pick him up and him to bed

2]
Swimming through and woman
Gets some gold paint for that lemon
he's got is not a given
rock bottom on the flipside of top
Not a victim, the sympathy
it out, and kill the bitch in me
Poor a liquor out and call it a victory
They the sky was limit free
No, trust none of these people
give him enough to love me for me
so even when welcome me into their kingdom
bring self to believe them
It goes, hard tryna act like no flaw
Turn it up til it burns stove top
Mr know it all, bad boy
Red lights, no
Mumma, this can't be the boy you me to be
The drama,
Afraid that it must be the Daley in me that's
Carry me home - take care of baby

Don't wanna live that, no
Don't live like that, no