Luyện nghe bài hát Map on a Wall

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

But I feel fine and I up my mind
to live happily, beautiful beneath the trees
above a ground that's at the core.
Oh please, make fun of me.
Oh you know I get frightened so
I'm all alone and the floorboards creak.
It's those in the dark.

But I am alive and I up my mind
to fearlessly, running wild beneath the trees
above a ground solid at the core.

Send my to the north my friends.
I am for the heat, I regret to admit.
My of freezing keeps me on my feet
and so far my whole life's one long streak.
They say you should take the 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 tongue and close my lips
nobody wants to hear it.

But here we are and something about it feel like an accident.
We're all looking for something to
and how to the bending and breaking.

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

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

Oh please, don't fun of me
with my heart of and my restless soul.
Oh please, make fun of me.
smile happens genuinely.

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