Luyện nghe bài hát Chill-axin'

High tide is up, and the water is coming in on the
I usually wait until vacation but I sure can't take city anymore
Works been and that rush hour traffics never been a breeze
Ain't no hustle where I'm goin' just a wind a blowing through the trees

I don't need no that won't bring satisfaction
Just need to charge my battery, had a bad
I'm gonna do my to decompress

I could fire up my old and head up to the country where it's green
Maybe head up to Montana, but there's about the ocean that's serene
Fifteen hundred miles, got seven hundred left to do
But it don't seem like forever when you know that your out runnin' the

I need no sympathy 'cause that won't bring satisfaction
Just need to charge my had a bad reaction
Gonna do my to decompress

There's a worm in a in a wide shot on the table
With some salt and lime and some mis---- maybe I'll be
To my paradise, put this broken world on ice

High tide is up, and the is coming in on the shore
I usually wait until vacation but I sure can't this city anymore