Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Drum

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

you tell me
Driving up the west coast beating on a 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 hiding in the hills till the father is
I'm just doing I feel is right
Hiding from a so I blend in the light
You're a
You've stuck your in me
I'm not dying but I'm set in my
who now
Question my
In a statue that keeps staring at me
questions do you believe in god? he looks back at me with a wink and a nod

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

Here we are now I I've found myself
We wont know until the final date is
But I'm waiting for special girl to unwind herself for the rest of the world
Try my now it tastes real sweet
Like the water dripping out from the on the east
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 on the West Coast
Banging his till the dawn?
For you to hear him underneath the sun of heavy thoughts and a dream of his own