Luyện nghe bài hát Settling Son

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

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

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

Mouth full of rotting dynamite, you this living a normal life, we're not living a normal life