Luyện nghe bài hát Half Harvest

I don't care you won't quit this notion
of burying the
but the hell is in your potion
that's you so dull?
So I cannot make a blind sawdust
much a cool millennium, but I'd
much rather feel the of August
be sheltered and numb
So move out of bed of roses, now
I'm in a bed of nails,
'cause missiles, guns and rubber
will me in jail
paradise is slowly crumbling
from to Wilshire Boulevard
but the rubble over you are stumbling
isn't that hard
What did you do all that grace, now?
what did you do with all my
what makes you think that just 'cause you bright
it means you shine?
So out of your bed of roses now
I'm putting in a bed of
'cause when whole production closes
this fails
(and we supposed to)
SHINE...like half never shone
SHINE...like half harvest known.