Luyện nghe bài hát Obscurity Knocks

Always at the
Of the
me there
Snug as a
In a mugshot
A mouthed rogue

Owner of this
And not more
these days
I'm better
To get my rewards

I'll pound out a
And very
I'll have too to say
And a dead name

Though I to be learning
I feel a veteran
Of 'Oh, I your poetry
But I your poems'

Calendars
I'm knee deep in
turned twenty one, I've twist
I'm and wrong again

Rubbing
With the till two
Looking at my
And I'm past caring

In the lap of
It comes to
Is headboard hard?
Am I a lap

But to face
In a sock stenched
All by
Is the kind of
I never
of people would cry
Though none to mind

I ought to be learning
I like a veteran
Of 'Oh, I your poetry
But I your poems'

crumble
I'm deep in numbers
I've turned twenty one, twist
I'm bust and wrong

Know what like
To sigh at the
Of the first of life?
Ever stopped to
And out
was there?

They laugh to see fun
I'm playing blind bluff
All by
And they're
A from a nursery rhyme
'Ba ba bleary
you any idea?"

Years of
I must be a
Of 'Oh, I like your
But I your poems'

And the calendar's
days that are numbered
I've turned one, I've twist
I'm and wrong again

Ought to be learning,
I'm bust and wrong
Feel a veteran, twist
I'm bust and again

Calendar's
With days that are
And I know it's like
To sigh at the
Of the quarter of life