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 last week's
So he see's everything face
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 taller you are, the harder you
that's why a lot of us
Mumma, please look now
I've gotta walk over people I've took
It ain't as pretty as you think
It's gonna more than soap and a sink
Tomorrow drink to the guilt of
every cheap wooden bridge that he's
Bury those in his head
til you pick him up and him to bed

2]
Swimming through and woman
Gets some gold spray paint for lemon
Everything got is not a given
rock on the flipside of top billin
Not a victim, fuck the
it out, and kill the bitch in me
Poor a liquor out and call it a victory
They the sky was limit free
No, don't trust none of these
give him enough to love me for me
so when 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 it all, bad boy showoffs
Red lights, no
Mumma, can't be the boy you raised me to be
The drama,
that it must be the Daley in me that's crazy
Carry me home - take care of baby

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