Luyện nghe bài hát Map on a Wall

Oh please, make fun of me,
of my crooked smile and my teeth,
of my pigeon feet, of my knees.
Well, I got more problems not.

But I feel fine and I made up my
to happily, feeling beautiful beneath the trees
above a ground solid at the core.
Oh please, don't fun of me.
Oh you I get frightened so easily
I'm all alone and the floorboards creak.
It's those in the dark.

But I am and I made up my mind
to live fearlessly, running beneath the trees
above a that's solid at the core.

my regards to the north my friends.
I am for the heat, I regret to admit.
My fear of freezing keeps me on my
and so far my whole one long lucky streak.
They say you take the credit when it comes,
but I in haunted wood.

Oh please, don't fun of me.
Oh I'll try my to tell it like it is,
but I'll bite my and I'll close my lips
when nobody wants to it.

But here we are and about it doesn't feel like an accident.
all looking for something to adore
and how to the bending and breaking.

I've on two legs since I was a child,
but when did I realize that ways out,
the horizon for thousands of miles
there are people me, walking on legs like mine?

Coming closer and away.
Coming to me and my embrace.
Hoping good comes from
and good comes bad anyway.

Oh please, make fun of me
with my heart of gold and my soul.
Oh please, make fun of me.
This happens genuinely.

If you to see the world, you have to say goodbye
a map does no good hanging on a wall.
If you to see the world, you have to say goodbye
cause a map does no hanging on a wall.