Luyện nghe bài hát Day to Day (For 6 Days a Week)

Took the bus, the train
to work, ignored the pain
What a day
And the friendly faces got dragged
All of places
Closed my eyes, your hair
Looked around but weren't there
Had some
Jacket potatoes, chicken wings, and fried
that, lit a fag
Said a and took a drag
These our toasts never do combust so much
I burn for the of us though
day, second job
Passing for the world to stop
Shoes are too tight, are aching
Cold and but I was faking
I do go, I am late
Always the same mistake
That mistake being not
6 days a
I'll my bearings
But to be fair I might have
Might cared if you were there
Might have cared if you there
have cared if you were there
Stressed as hell, as fuck
Putrid passion, rotten
to death, jump in at the bit
Crazed as christ and broke as
the news, someone died
Saw the mother, teary
Son shot on the wall of road
I thank God, no one I
I went to for the NHS
Mental health, people
Met Joanne,
Scared of living, afraid of dying, terrified of
Then met Paul, a
Shaken limbs, paranoid
ten days in a row
So afraid paraletic
I tell them I do the same
In moods, on certain days
But despite the same ways I think
I not do much to convince them
to base, had a meeting
Kids die all week, cause their beat them
I I could say I was surpised
The news just which ones to highlight
which ones to highlight
Took the DLR, the tube
Read a book, else to do
Read Joe Hick, she survived the
Wrote a book, a killing
I read somewhere that some LX
Umpteen injured, 52
In places far away, that shit happens everyday
Now scared of buses, of trains
But got to get to work way
So I with my life you could say
But don't we
we all?
Don't we
Don't we
I got a gig, got myself
Just the road when it got jooked
I get to sing my joys and
Not made it yet, tomorrow
I closed my eyes, saw your
Looked around, you no place
I feel so left out when not around
I so left out when you're not around
But you are and I am life
And times are tiring and strife
Strife's the type of I seem to lead
And time wont you let this wound
your light, your shadowed passions
I you talk, I see your actions
What I don't see are your eyes, those symbols of the night
Was that your skin that I saw, on the
My war
you wearing that Paisley I adore
Were you hatred, were you
You understand this 'cause you
That men the consitencies of love and war through history
I must see you, I know
Did you falter, did you go?
Did you go?
Did you go?