Luyện nghe bài hát Driven

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

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

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

Driven day and in circles
Spinning a whirlwind of leaves
Stealing in and out alleys
Driven to another den of

It's my turn to
But my turn to drive

to the margin of error
Driven to the edge of
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 never
Driven on by the road to I've never been

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

The road unwinds me
What was is gone
The road before me
And I go on

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

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