Luyện nghe bài hát Hallways

they'll never us
a self portrait
painting into position
we'll scare off with word play and sweep them under the rug
my face is pushed the glass
like a slowest-second-better off and from the horse's back
but i what i am, is there a trouble with that?
round hallways
trying to get a bird's eye
by little (x2)
they bow their heads to for friday night
to their lives and then
they go on through life with a scale from one to ten
hanging round
to feel like we're going somewhere
and the thinner the air
the more we at home
the more we
i heard her on the
she said, you said, had a day
we? (x3)
and hanging round
to feel like we're going somewhere
and the thinner the air becomes the we feel
she said entertainment
but he didn't wanna
he the shopping bag
she carried both