Luyện nghe bài hát Curtain Calls On Walkabouts

I wished away the nose
up the bruises
Sure I have my doubts but fathers so
He pats me on the back and me down
Says good boy, you blew them out all by

The changing,
(keep you blurry)
The fist-fights
(an heads a rolling)
Im punches
Your drop-drop-droping

Put on me
Ill keepem to fly us home
The mic rings
Thisll be my
me in
The curtain-calls on
of us are on the bench
Just to get back in

Give us something to write about
Before I bluff get-well to myself
mama im a dreamer,
And father im a
Dont with the in betweens

Fell in with the lazy winners,
back our teens

Put on me
Ill only to fly us home
The mic rings
Thisll be my
me in
The on walkabouts
Most of us are on the
Just to get back in

Da da da da da

Put on me
Ill only keepem to fly us
The mic rings
Thisll be my
me in
The on walkabouts
of us are on the bench
Just to get back in.