Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Weight

Sometimes I to stick my fingers
where they belong.
Sometimes I like to a fever
and stay home.
'Cause we in here
we get too close to sadness.
what's holding us
is about to break.
Ain't it how
life can drag us
like so much dead weight.
Sometimes what feels
pretty good
is the same old song.
we deal with
bygone
and find been too long.
But we in here
we don't get too to sadness.
We good enough
is a miles from grace.
Ain't it how
can drag behind us
just like so
weight.
And my train
is pulling the station.
And I know for
I will be late.
And I'll that we
can leave the behind us
just like to
weight.
Sometimes I to stick my fingers
they don't belong.