Luyện nghe bài hát Looking For The Holes

I am looking for the
The in your jeans
Because I to know
Are worn out in the seat
Or are they out in the knees

are so many ways to wear
What we've got before it's
To make use of what is
I don't wear anything I can't my hands on

Do your fit between the headlines
Are they written in newsprint, are distant
Mine are crossing an empty lot
They are a woman walking
At

They are six that sing
And that hums against my hipbone

We afford to do anyone harm
Because we owe our lives
Each breath is from someone else's lungs
Are enemies are the very air in

You can talk a philosophy
But if you be kind to people
day
It doesn't that much to me
the little things you do
The little you say
It's the love you along the way

we patch things up
They say a job done
But we ask why
Where did the rips from
They say we are
And extreme, of
We are just trying to track a to its source

Because we know we can't sit
And let people come to
We owe them our
Each breath is recycled from someone lungs
Our enemies are the air
Our are the air

We are looking for the
The holes in jeans
Because we want to
Are they out in the seat
Or are worn out in the knees