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 than not.

But I feel fine and I up my mind
to live happily, feeling beneath the trees
above a ground solid at the core.
Oh please, don't fun of me.
Oh you know I get so easily
when I'm all and the floorboards creak.
those noises in the dark.

But I am alive and I made up my
to live fearlessly, wild beneath the trees
above a ground that's at the core.

Send my regards to the my friends.
I am built for the heat, I to admit.
My of freezing keeps me on my feet
and so far my whole life's one lucky streak.
They say you should the credit when it comes,
but I in haunted wood.

Oh please, don't fun of me.
Oh try my best to tell it like it is,
but I'll bite my tongue and close my lips
when wants to hear it.

But here we are and something about it doesn't like an accident.
We're all for something to adore
and how to survive the and breaking.

walked on two legs since I was a child,
but when did I that some ways out,
past the horizon for thousands of
there are people like me, on legs like mine?

closer and farther away.
Coming to me and my embrace.
Hoping good comes good
and comes from 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 want to see the world, you have to say
cause a map does no hanging on a wall.
If you to see the world, you have to say goodbye
cause a map does no hanging on a wall.