Luyện nghe bài hát Frontwards

I am the only one for you
And if I get caught well, the search is
And the stories you hear, you they never add up
I the natives fussin' at the data chart
Be quiet, the weather's on the night

Empty homes, plastic
rims, are they alloy or
Well, got style, miles and miles

So much style that leavin'
This pattern's and she's weavin'
This torn and we're weavin' in it

She's the only one who always
'Cause Paris is and it's war if we fail
And in the migrant hotels, they never sleep and never will
souls are crumblin' like a dirt clod
Hold your cuts to the inside

Empty homes, plastic
Stolen rims, are they alloy or
Well, I've got style, miles and

So style that it's leavin'
This pattern's torn that we're
pattern's torn and we're weavin' in it