Luyện nghe bài hát Fool's Gold

My head is heavy and bent a crane
The ball blues are coming again
And Latham says, "Babe, you know is a ride"
But living's no fun when you're dead

I pierce to wake up my veins
I'd pierce my heart if I things would change
But I'm just like the skin that's been stung and
And the campfire songs that are sung and
For a of my age why am I so numb?

I've chasing a lie I was sold
Running down and fool's gold
And these Christmas
Are just painted

I've swallowed up by greed
I've been spat upon by
If they ain't playing your money
They're with your trust

And I'm trying so to stop sitting still
To gather the juice that's been spent or been
To find a in myself that hasn't been killed
'Cause if death doesn't get you then life will

been chasing a lie I was sold
Running down thieves and gold
And these dreams
Are just coal

been chasing a lie we were sold
We're running thieves and fool's gold
And these dreams
Are just painted, just painted, just painted, just coal

Talk an early frost