Luyện nghe bài hát Catapults

I feel like the last lit candle in the of my mind,
palms to the future, no slack in the line,
But no with it.
I don't flip a coin like the of them,
Or fall in the line and live by the pendulum.
Never would I my soul, find the beauty
In the little things you can't control and the mold from it
Look, you can see in my eyes
And expect nothing less a lesson in disguise
When the clear
"Heaven"'s just a word, like "crutch"
on the syllables and verbs of trust
And this is why I where the road ends
And in between that little space where the notes bend, like
This is all that ever sense
My hopes, my flesh, my bones, my exposed
Holding truth like it's slipping
And your edge is cuttin' the rope
I it's time to let go

Look at what you
Got the world holding their heads in their hands
Trying to hold to
Trying to figure out the pieces, find another meaning to in
Look at what you
Got the world shaking they fist at the sky
Trying to find a
Trying to blame it on their
Like it's coming through to take away their

I see the glow in the window the street
And I see truth the passion I release
And it, all of this is torn apart the seams
And explain to me that I don't need a hand to hold a
Said, I don't need to stand in front of God to
With a devil that's trying to take away my dreams I created
Play my little on the strings
Carve a sentence out of silence, and it like a ring to remember
"Hell" is just a word, like "fear"
the reflection in your tears
I've been choking on my for years
Trying to force a meaning anything that ever smudged the mirror, like
I learned this is not about control
No wins, no loss, no points, no goals, go
Holding onto truth it's slipping
And your cliff's edge is cuttin' the
I think it's to let go

at what you started
Got the whole holding their heads in their hands
Trying to hold to
Trying to out the pieces, find another meaning to believe in
Look at what you
Got the whole world shaking fist at the sky
to find a reason
Trying to blame it on mama
Like it's coming to take away their Jesus