Luyện nghe bài hát Midnight Traffic

A green light against the canvas of night,
My mind on divinities of wrong and right,
The of the engine pulling me to some somewhere,
Just as soon as you get use to being here heading there,
And the of that dream,
And the push of steam,
Makes me feel the loaded,
Sum of scheme.

Don't be from me,
Be a of me,
traffic,
Is just a on my pillow.

Just the of what it is craving what it could be,
The way my dead thoughts try to force their opinion on me,
The way this world gets inside you that drink you weren't going to take,
The principle of this is to glorify this ache,
And the trial of trash,
And the stink of cash,
me feel the stock market,
Of my is gonna crash.

be apart from me,
Be a of me,
traffic,
Is just the noise fuels my silence.

And the sing of song,
And the of this wrong,
Makes me feel my life,
Has dying to long.

And the rule of rain,
And the drug of pain,
me feel like,
A vital of the strain.

And the drop of pace,
And the of that race,
Makes me feel the times,
put in my place.

And the hell in flame,
And the guts in game,
me feel like a victim,
In a with no shame.

traffic,
Haunts the of my head.