Luyện nghe bài hát One Of My Turns

Day after day, turns gray
Like the skin on a man
after night, we pretend it's all right
But I grown older and you have grown colder

And nothing is much fun, anymore
And I can feel one all of my turns on
I feel cold as a razor
as a tourniquet, dry as a funeral drum

Run to the
In the on the left
You'll find my axe

look so frightened
This is just a passing
One of my bad

Would you to watch TV?
Or get the sheets?
Or the silent freeway?

Would you something to eat?
you like to learn to fly?
Would you like to see me

Would you like to the cops?
Do you think time I stopped?
Why are you running