Luyện nghe bài hát Settling Son

Son, take it from me it's in the little victory's that you shaking hands with defeat,
Son I you reality isn't all its cracked up to be
but the years go lightening fast that i help but see we believed
its ok to leave the words in your throat
but you know you're getting old,
you always do your told,
going up in smoke and a ghost you know in the end you'll be walking the tight rope.

Son take it from me life's more than the floors of this factory and working fourty hours esingle week.

Son I tell you isn't living down on your knees
but my life's gone in a flash and I just help but see
we believe its ok to leave the words caught in your
but you know that you're old,
you always do what told,
going up in and you're a ghost you know in the end you'll be walking the tight rope.

Mouth full of rotting dynamite, you call this living a normal life, not living a normal life