Luyện nghe bài hát It's All Right Ma, I'm Only Bleeding

Darkness at the break of
Shadows even the spoon
The handmade blade, the balloon
Eclipses both the sun and
To understand you too soon
is no sense in trying.

Pointed threats, bluff with scorn
Suicide are torn
the fool's gold mouthpiece
The hollow horn wasted words
Proves to
That he not busy being
Is dying.

Temptation's flies out the door
You follow, find at war
Watch waterfalls of pity
You feel to moan but unlike
You
you'd just be
One person crying.

So fear if you hear
A foreign sound to ear
alright, Ma, I'm only sighing.

As some warn victory, some
Private reasons or small
Can be seen in the eyes of that call
To all that should be killed to crawl
While say don't hate nothing at all
hatred.

Disillusioned words bullets bark
As gods aim for their mark
Made everything toy guns that spark
To flesh-colored Christs that in the dark
easy to see without looking too far
That not
Is sacred.

While preach of evil fates
Teachers teach that waits
Can to hundred-dollar plates
Goodness hides behind its
But the president of the United States
Sometimes have
To naked.

An' the rules of the road have been lodged
only people's games that you got to dodge
And it's alright, Ma, I can it.

signs that con you
Into thinking the one
That can do what's never done
That can win never been won
Meantime life goes on
All you.

You lose yourself, you
You find you got nothing to fear
Alone you stand nobody near
When a trembling distant voice,
Startles your sleeping ears to
That thinks
really found you.

A in your nerves is lit
Yet you there is no answer fit to satisfy
you not to quit
To keep it in your and not forget
That it is not he or she or or it
That you to.

Although the make the rules
For the men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to up to.

For them that must authority
That they do not in any degree
Who despise their jobs, destinies
jealously of them that are free
Do what do just to be
Nothing more something
They in.

While some on baptized
To strict party platform
clubs in drag disguise
Outsiders can freely criticize
nothing except who to idolize
And say God bless him.

one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat choir
Bent out of from society's pliers
Cares not to come up any
But rather get you in the hole
That in.

But I mean no nor put fault
On anyone lives in a vault
But it's alright, Ma, if I please him.

Old lady watch people in pairs
Limited in sex, dare
To fake morals, insult and stare
While doesn't talk, it swears
Obscenity, who cares
Propaganda, all is phony.

While them that what they cannot see
With a pride, security
It blows the minds most
For them that think honesty
Won't fall upon them
sometimes
get lonely.

My eyes collide with stuffed graveyards
False goals, I
At pettiness plays so rough
Walk inside handcuffs
Kick my to crash it off
Say okay, I have had
What else can you me?

And if my thought-dreams be seen
probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, Ma, it's life, and only.