Luyện nghe bài hát Hanging On

Your momma stand the way you lay around all day
And on her to help you on your way
You use her credit cards, cause it's so hard
To live with all the whiteness obtained

So you up all your things and cut those apron strings
And set out for a drastic of scene
You hump it town to and never let them down
Or take the to ponder what it means

You up to the roof to smoke a few
And down from your day and soak the view
And you what the hell you're gonna do
To hang on, to on

It isn't any when the darkness pulls you under
From the weight of all wonderment
And the you have to pay
Leaves you feeling kinda sickly and it all due so quickly
It's to get out from under it

The night it grows so long but you put it in a
That suddenly the world wants to sing
So you move to higher ground and set some deep down
And try to your grip on everything

in the silence of the night
That voice might try to tell you not right
So you close eyes and try with all your might
To on