Luyện nghe bài hát Carry Me Home

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

1]
He little bit of his childhood
Sometimes bad, good
But he never was one to today's grey sky on last week's rain
So he everything face value
grim, it tastes bad too
There's nothing to do except dupe, push the wall and get through it
I swear to god too stretched
Too easy to or lose steps
And the you are, the harder you fall
why a lot of us crawl
Mumma, please look now
I've gotta walk people I've took down
It ain't as pretty as you think
It's gonna take more than and a sink
he'll drink to the guilt of
every cheap wooden that he's built
those skeletons in his head
til you him up and carry him to bed

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

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