Luyện nghe bài hát Looking For The Holes

I am for the holes
The holes in your
Because I want to
Are they worn out in the
Or are they worn out in the

There are so ways to wear
What we've got before gone
To make use of is there
I don't wear anything I can't my hands on

Do your politics fit the headlines
Are they in newsprint, are they distant
Mine are crossing an parking lot
are a woman walking home
At

They are six string that
And wood that hums my hipbone

We can't afford to do anyone
Because we owe them our
Each breath is from someone else's lungs
Are enemies are the very air in

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

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

we know we can't sit back
And let people to harm
We owe them our
Each breath is recycled from someone else's
Our enemies are the air
Our are the air

We are looking for the
The holes in your
we want to know
Are they worn out in the
Or are they worn out in the