Luyện nghe bài hát Runaways

(Sage Francis)
It's time to rethink every fact is imaginable
Survival instinct dwells in a past that is
I happen to pull fast ones over the parole board
Who likes to speak to wolves who cry sheep
Time into our skin, age indicates how long we've been lost in space
I keep expression-less upon my face
An awful waste of human skin who waits for to begin
My fall grace, will do me in too late
(I'm out of seasoning)
No spring chicken, summer novel writer could win a prize
It's Nobel, go to hell in a riding that he winterized
I change my mind more often than my
Abide and other nonsense
I'm an orphan who comes from
I am a sign from God! For the misguided

(And I know...)
State is not an ocean, not an island, not a
If I don't know where I come
How do I where to go?
It's not where from, not where you're at
It's your going... and I am going home
(And I know...)
State is not an ocean, not an island, not a
If I don't where I come from
How do I where to go?
It's not where you're from, not where at
It's your going... and I am going home...

...to where? The land of the lost
Feeling the loneliness that only exists in abandoned foster homes
How many images of missing kids can be fit onto a milk
Framed, starting to look the same
Starting to say his name, and claim
As if found HIM!
The strangest kids surrounding the circle of false friendship
Rings of are connected at the elbow
Cause they're tired, moms let go
The light component that keeps there unit cohesive
It's the music! So we give reasons to get
experiences to hum to
These play Red Rover? I look for weaknesses to run through
With reckless abandon, they're standin', to go down
The pinballs in their machine between abusive homes now
If its fight or flight, they'll just choose to throw
Ain't nothing like a dead horse, riding it through a ghost town
I move with no sound... I to think I was invisible
Til they stopped me and said
"I think I a picture of you..."
that, I said "Nah I just got one of them faces
Placed next to an expiration that changes.
I of look familiar, my name is on the tip of your tongue
The lost look on my makes you play dumb.
Say colloquial
I need to get my bearings and a for where I'm at
but you ain't that.
They shout "freeze!" I'm a tourist trapped by
Who put bounties on armies and all counties
I bounce, I hear them shout
"Someone us out, PLEASE!"
all alone in the foster home
Killin' with the house keys...
Not every broken can come equipped with a fix-it man
And it's a smelly mess the shit hits the fan
Kids just stand in their circle with there dicks in the sand
Saying "FUCK THE WORLD" cause they got no girl
But who do think I am?
again, I'm not that quick to plan ahead of time
I'm two steps behind schedule, they pretend to have read my mind
I think they just misread the lines in the of my hand
Cause, random scars caused from slap boxin' with landlords
I ran with the dogs till I realized were all mutts
Turned bitch once the dog caught up
Forced into trucks, boarded up, put to sleep in the
Being an orphan sucks, but I'm through with around
I see my posted up on street lights
And telephone poles, from what they show it like
I never grow old, from what they show it seems
I never go home, and that doesn't seem
Cause won't let me grow...

And this is where go
to avoid the sunrays and the of subways
Emerging introverted, and unshaved
I feel rewarded offering a fee that I know no one will pay

And is where some go
to the sunrays and the noise of subways
Emerging introverted, and unshaved
I've got personalities and my inner children are runaways

(And I know...)
State is not an ocean, not an island, not a
If I know where I come from
How do I where to go?
not where you're from, not where you're at
It's your going... and I am going home...
To the of the lost souls
Feeling a loneliness that only exists in abandoned foster homes

I feel rewarded offering a finder's fee that I no one will pay I've got
multiple personalities and my inner are runaways
I feel rewarded a finder's fee that I know no one will pay I've got
multiple personalities and my children are runaways
I feel rewarded offering a finder's fee I know no one will pay I've got
multiple personalities and my children are runaways...
(kids shouting end)