Luyện nghe bài hát Chekhov's Gun

Even turns black under the soles
CDs in the potholes,
Out of reach just like the you can't control
caught in brighter lights
Oh dear, the fear will never
It hides between the lines of your face
And maybe will fade with fame
Or shadow you like a given
truth's disguised in a tangled shame
You hide inside your room
Close your eyes so and pain just feel the same
You've got it out
But people aren't
They'll drink the regardless of how full
live oblivious
To days that burn like
And fall in piles of things you forget
And maybe this fade with fame
Or shadow you a given name
Sometimes disguised in a tangled shame
You hide away inside room
Close your eyes so change and just feel the same
Your a power play
Your curtain's
You the script and fake your victory
hidden in peripheral
And so it glints like gun
The goes off, and yet the show goes on
And maybe this fade with fame
Or shadow you like a name
Sometimes truth's in a tangled shame
You away inside your room
Close eyes so nothing's changing
Not a moment's left worth
Everything's mundane, nothing else
Cause change and pain will feel the same