Luyện nghe bài hát Driven

Driven up and in circles
Skidding down a road of ice
Staring in and out storm
to a fool's paradise

It's my turn to
But it's my to drive

to the margin of error
Driven to the edge of
Driven to the margin of
Driven to the edge of a deep, dark

Driven day and in circles
Spinning like a whirlwind of
in and out back alleys
Driven to another den of

It's my to drive
But it's my to drive

Driven to the margin of
to the edge of control
Driven to the of terror
Driven to the edge of a deep, dark

Driven in, to the edge
out on the thin end of the wedge
Driven off by things I've seen
on by the road to somewhere I've never been

Driven on, driven in on the end of the wedge
out, driven to the edge
It's my turn to
But my turn to drive

The unwinds towards me
What was there is
The unwinds before me
And I go on

my turn to drive
But it's my turn to

to the margin of error
Driven to the of control
to the margin of terror
Driven to the of a deep, dark hole
Driven to the edge of a deep, hole