Luyện nghe bài hát Corrugated Tin Facade

Look at mess
He thought he was God
She in the autumn
His face like a dog
Now he's everything that you hate
He's just in time to be too
His friends are snowflakes
His are confessions
the old man
and his ruined
He can't play guitar but he does try hard
Pens hotel rooms, old library card
Photos and whatnots, blood in his
Sun in his eyes, an achor instead of
Clocks on every wall, fish in the
Solitude, faith, suspicion,
The whole in his stomach tastes like
He dreams and imagines his face hers
He knows he can't live without his fears
And nothing's beautiful than
a tears...

boxes full of regrets
He feeds his like you feed your pets
Voices in his that all said, "live a day" but
The look in his eyes him a dead giveaway
The bough that he breaks, the that he draws
He fell in love with the ugliness nobody saw
As as he came, as far as he stood,
He loved her with his mouth as hard as he
Most change when they enter the door
They home from work and remember the war
He's digging a ditch, and the day piling
Dirt until it hurt and away smiling
and heartbroken, just the way he likes it
Only the loneliness knows him
And seems to work, wrong everywhere
He watches her brushing her long, hair