Luyện nghe bài hát Sidewalk Chalk Pt. 2

They gave me fake canines and now I'm a dog
Dead and in its favorite spot.
I'm shaking like in hurricanes
got a brain, but I'm afraid, yes I'm oh so afraid
I know how to use it. It's useless
Like information on Highway 41
Trying to out songs blaring from a window
At the red light.
And no, I'm not alright.

I'm writing this as an apology to anyone who me before.

I promises like pieces of glass piercing the hand they went through.
Is something new that the cracks in the wall tell different?
Is this the instant we realize a strange gap where a poster's missing?
With a picture of the Rocky Mountains shaped like your mood
It bring back of a distant time when we hardly tried
To understand our

I'm writing as an apology to anyone who know me before.

I spent my last cent on incense so I could get the
Of my chance floating away. It was a sad, sad day. It was a sad, sad day.
I lit the last match in the pack, burned my fingertips
Just to prove I felt pain.
Oh, not a shame; it's the game that I play with petrified pieces of clay.
Just to build back what never was so when we're
We can destroy feeling guilty.
Please don't me. Please don't kiss me with your lips made of future reform.
Yes, I'm cracked and torn between the lies and that form
In the center of this chalk outline. Just one time
I'll you interpret why I fit so well inside.

I'm writing this as an to anyone who knew.