Luyện nghe bài hát Runaways

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

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

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

And this is some go
to avoid the sunrays and the of subways
introverted, unemployed and unshaved
I feel rewarded a finder's fee that I know no one will pay

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

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

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