Luyện nghe bài hát Learning How to Fall

Well, I don't have a diary, I my songs
Drag the brush over anything to my wrongs
Pushed a whole lotta just to make my palms shake and pump to the rhythm when the monitor's on
I hearts jump, defibrillator art pump
Fishing the shore when the ship-in-a-jar sunk
Blind sided by the rhythm with a thump
Pointing in my little center when he starts up
There's no rest when you're born with your last phrase on your chest
And the way out of it is written in text
You can sing over anything your soul in you

So, I guess I let it all out
Break another wall down
Let the music in me call out the brittle part of all doubt me down
I gotta learn how to

Spoke out of what you might love
I'll send it with a sword tryin' to with blood
The tip stuck under my
I'm not leavin' 'til I'm, I'm not leavin' I'm done
Spoke out of what you might call
Tattooed on the of the fist I face
Gotta it 'til I get my grace
Not leavin' 'til I'm, not 'til I'm saved

I don't have a journal now, they can't make
Broke a whole lotta speakers to hear my voice
Took a whole lotta needles just to poke those holes made for when I make my choice
God, us if it makes me
Slowing the tape speed
Fate maker with a scrape and his teeth
Naysayer that race what his brake feet and crash into the prison you've been planning on to break free
from the pen, words held prisoner and incased in it's stem
Stationary, people signs from the place where a boss sets you free instead of cagin' you in

So, I I gotta let it all out
another little wall down
Let the in me call out the little part of all doubt holding' me down
I gotta learn how to

Spoke out of what you might call
I'll send it with a sword trying' to write blood
The tip under my tongue
I'm not 'til I'm, I'm not leavin' 'til I'm done
Spoke out of what you might hate
Tattooed on the knuckles of the fist I
play it 'til I get my grace
Not leavin' 'til I'm, not 'til I'm saved

Spoke out of you might call love
I'll it with a sword tryin' to write with blood
The tip stuck under my
I'm not leavin' 'til I'm, I'm not leavin' 'til I'm
Spoke out of what you might call
Tattooed on the knuckles of the I face
play it 'til I get my grace
Not leavin' 'til I'm, not 'til I'm saved