Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Drum

I was restless, were hopeless
I was we could figure this out on our own
So damn fragile, god damn
Like an angle dripping down on my
Pick my body like a good
I need to untangle these words in my head
In a white suit with a nose
I am underneath the grip of the world

you tell me
Driving up the west coast on a dead drum isn't really helping me out
Cause I'm real to
All the sources of existential voices
And that's the that's helping me out

Go now
Get away from
Ill be in the hills till the father is real?
I'm just doing I feel is right
Hiding a dream so I blend in the light
You're a
You've stuck teeth in me
I'm not but I'm set in my reasoning
who now
Question my
In a that keeps staring back at me
questions do you believe in god? he looks back at me with a wink and a nod

Don't you me
up the west coast beating on a dead drum isn't really helping me out
Cause I'm close to
All the other sources of voices
And the voice that's helping me out

Here we are now I think I've found
We wont know until the date is unveiled
But I'm waiting for that girl to unwind herself for the rest of the world
Try my spirit now it real sweet
Like the water dripping out from the stream on the
Go to bed now I you sleep well
Wont you remember me when ask you to tell
Who's the man now in the white coat on the Coast
Banging his till the dawn?
For you to hear him underneath the sun full of thoughts and a dream of his own