Luyện nghe bài hát Death of a Salesman

So I took my
And I threw down chords
And some words I could sing shame

And I soon had a
I it around
For some friends but all said the same

They said music's for
You should go back to
The future is and math

So I did what they
Now my are fed
'Cause they pay me to do what I'm

I forgot all my
The now are wrong
And I my guitar in a rage

But the fire to rest
In your white breast
So somehow I just know that it's