Luyện nghe bài hát Eggshells

She sleeps the windows open
Yet she's locked safe inside
And to block out the of the city's commotion
She her fan up on high

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

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

And her father still like a soldier
Returning from
But now she's much
And that bark isn't as scary as it to be

Yea, she watches his self
No one left to abuse but
But still her scorches her
And she struggles to love
Her memory her
And she to love herself

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

And this grows hungry and restless
Hungry for what, I ain't
But they're sweepin' the streets of the trash and the
And raisin' the rent and the poor

And I used to walk on these
But now they crunch beneath my
And I guess I must be
There's no way to keep it neat

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