Luyện nghe bài hát Carry Me Home

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

1]
He little bit of his childhood
bad, sometimes good
But he never was one to blame today's sky on last week's rain
So he see's everything value
Looks grim, it 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 slip or lose
And the you are, the harder you fall
why a lot of us crawl
Mumma, please look now
I've gotta walk over people took down
It ain't as as you probably think
gonna take more than soap and a sink
Tomorrow 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
some gold spray paint for that lemon
Everything got is not a given
bottom on the flipside of top billin
Not a victim, fuck the
Figure it out, and the bitch in me
Poor a liquor out and call it a victory
They said the sky was limit
No, don't none of these people
Won't him enough to love me for me
so even when they welcome me their kingdom
Can't bring to believe them
It goes, hard tryna act like no flaw
Turn it up til it burns stove top
Mr it all, bad boy showoffs
Red lights, no
Mumma, this be the boy you raised me to be
The drama,
Afraid that it must be the Daley in me that's
Carry me home - take of your baby

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