Luyện nghe bài hát Half Steering

Pedaling around, my head's facing
Watching specs in the road, whiz by my eyes

Take a two break to watch Nasfaratu
The old German with the blinds closed
When the hit, turn it off
And hit the streets at 4 p.m. once

Pedaling around, down
No longer curling my hair, so I stop off for a fountain

I pretend it's a with a citrus after-taste
And I wave to a guy I know but he can't recall my name
Even though he once me
I was the most talented person that he'd met

Pedaling around, my facing down
to the tires on the asphalt below

Wondering how hot oozing tar would have to be to melt them
If it could, would explode or would the air leak slowly?
Just to play it safe, I steer
The small patches of that black, goopy
Although I do enjoy a deep inhale as I on by

around, my head's facing down
Sweaty bangs in my

steering, half eating ice cream
Half steering, half ice cream
Half steering, half eating ice
Half steering, half eating ice