Luyện nghe bài hát Gridlock Caravans

Starched white shirts, so neatly pressed by domestic
Feed delusions everything is working out right
But your ribs withstand the increasing weight
As your heart gets heavier and sooner or
It falls to the tips of toes

And day tastes like inhaling
When you just lit the end
(That plastic scent)
Your only friends are on the exit ramps of caravans
You try to ask how been
But the metal and is too thick