Luyện nghe bài hát Life Stories

This is for every story, every detail
millionaires with shitty jobs in retail
Every ingrown toenail, pile of mail
Drivin' drive fail, vain search for the Holy Grail

Every move you make, every you take
Every inch record your dumped girlfriend decided to break
And all the under achievin' geezers getting lean and peezer
On melon Breezers and skinny plastic cached reefers

And every impotent porn
And the girls the red lights on, doin' tricks for Mars bars
And all the wishin' they were back in '89
'Cause everythin' was so better the first time
Jack, jack, jack, your body

And all the bastards lookin' for in the station
Every money grabbin' musical
And every last of the X generation
Addicted to the Internet and masturbation

Forget me, this is all you
Forget us, this is all you
Forget we, is all about you
We're just the siphon, the sounds through

me, this is all about you
Forget us, is all about you
me, this is all about you
We're the siphon, the sounds come through

This is for life story, every chapter
Every memory stored and captured
'Cause even the mundane things
Can forth like a beacon
Make palms sweaty and knees weaken

Well, there is an awful lot of false gods
We're scratchin' in the dark for somethin' to believe in
Just keep breathin' and hope in the long run
That's a real hand you're tightly

This is for everybody who got cussed in the playground
And every bad boy who shitted his mates weren't around
And all the bedroom DJ's their skills
And every girl with a and a handful of slimming pills

Forget me, is all about you
Forget us, this is all you
we, this is all about you
We're the siphon, the sounds come through

Forget me, is all about you
us, this is all about you
Forget we, is all about you
just the siphon, the sounds come through
All you, all about you, all about you

is for every life story
Every intertwined tale of guts and
'Course some of them are nice and bright and
And some of them shake your hand less warmly
Outlook stormy

Every sweepin' saga from the here now to the
Tall tales around the campfire, tragedies of empire
And that will and won't transpire
Sometimes it's just too

Carryin' our stories DNA in hair follicles
Luggin' chronicles like baggage
I'm not around, I'm shippin' out with the ramblers
chapters of fractures and raptures

High on a cactus with a of backpackers
backwards with a shot of Cachacas
But another story and I'll tell it if you let me
But in the meantime just remember to me

me, this is all about you
Forget us, is all about you
Forget we, this is all you
just the siphon, the sounds come through

Forget me, this is all you
Forget us, this is all you
we, this is all about you
We're just the siphon, the come through

All about you, all you
All you, sounds come through
All about you, all you
All you, sounds come through