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 blame today's grey sky on last week's
So he see's everything value
Looks grim, it bad too
nothing to do except dupe, push down the wall and get through it
I to god it's too stretched
Too to slip or lose steps
And the taller you are, the harder you
that's why a lot of us
Mumma, please look now
I've gotta over people I've took down
It as pretty as you probably think
gonna take more than soap and a sink
Tomorrow he'll drink to the of
every cheap wooden bridge that he's
those skeletons in his head
til you pick him up and him to bed

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

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