Luyện nghe bài hát Eggshells

She with the windows open
Yet she's still safe inside
And to out the sounds of the city's commotion
She her fan up on high

Yea, she lives just far enough away from
To see the scene
And down the street, the kids throw sticks and
And end up on the the TV
Yea, they throw their sticks and
And end up on the TV

And she used to walk on gracefully
But now they crunch beneath her
I guess she be changin'
There's just no way to it neat

And her father still barks a soldier
from victory
But now much older
And that isn't as scary as it used to be

Yea, she his self torture
No one to abuse but himself
But her memory scorches her
And she struggles to herself
Her memory her
And she struggles to love

And she used to on these gracefully
But now crunch beneath her feet
And I guess she be changin'
She never was too at stayin' in her seat

And this town hungry and restless
Hungry for what, I ain't
But they're sweepin' the streets of the and the homeless
And the rent and breakin' the poor

And I used to on these gracefully
But now they beneath my feet
And I I must be changin'
There's just no way to keep it

I used to walk on these
I guess I be changin'