Luyện nghe bài hát Driven

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

It's my turn to
But my turn to drive

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

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

my turn to drive
But my turn to drive

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

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

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

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

It's my turn to
But my turn 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
to the edge of a deep, dark hole