Luyện nghe bài hát Driven

Driven up and down in
Skidding a road of black ice
in and out storm windows
Driven to a paradise

my turn to drive
But it's my to drive

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

day and night in circles
Spinning like a of leaves
Stealing in and out alleys
to another den of thieves

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

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

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

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

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

my turn to drive
But it's my to drive

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