Luyện nghe bài hát Settling Son

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

Son I tell you reality isn't living on your knees
but my life's in a flash and I just can't help but see
we believe its ok to leave the words caught in 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 walking the rope.

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