Luyện nghe bài hát Carry Me Home

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

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

2]
Swimming through alcohol and
Gets some spray paint for that lemon
Everything he's got is not a
rock on the flipside of top billin
Not a victim, the sympathy
Figure it out, and the bitch in me
Poor a little liquor out and it a victory
They the sky was limit free
No, don't trust of these people
give him enough to love me for me
so even when they welcome me their kingdom
Can't self to believe them
It goes, folk hard tryna act like no
Turn it up til it burns stove top
Mr know it all, bad boy
Red lights, no
Mumma, can't be the boy you raised me to be
The drama,
Afraid that it must be the Daley in me crazy
me home - take care of your baby

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