Luyện nghe bài hát Jealous of Youth

It's funny how as we old
We cling to the as we cling to the air
And feel nostalgia for
That maybe never there

The where innocence
Was and flared
The house desire's
fluids bled

But now the autumn leaves are turning to the of rust
I'm jealous for youth's first yearnings for lust
I wanna live, I live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything other than

a girl I used to know
Who I think still lives here
Up there, on top of that council

I was her man at the midnight hour
When I was as as a dog
Come or fog

When our would entwine
and slow, when we thought
We'd never let other go, oh, no?

But now the leaves are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting for youth's first yearnings for lust
I live, I wanna live
But I ain't a big enough man to anything other think

Yet funny how as we grow old
We and point our finger at those, those, those, those
Who made us and made us old
Who touched our bodies and bruised our

Who made us scared and made us old
It was those, God, it was
Who made us scared and us old

The leaves are turning to the color of rust
I'm getting jealous for youth's first for lust
I wanna live, I wanna live, I wanna live, I wanna
But I ain't a big enough man to anything other think

I wanna live, I wanna live, I wanna live, I live
I wanna live, I wanna live, I live, I wanna live
But I ain't a big man to anything other than think