Luyện nghe bài hát Sidewalk Chalk Pt. 2

They me fake canines and now I'm like a dog
Dead and buried in its spot.
I'm shaking streetlights in hurricanes
I've got a brain, but I'm afraid, yes I'm oh so
I don't know how to use it. useless
information learned on Highway 41
Trying to block out songs 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 break promises like of glass piercing the hand they went through.
Is this something new that the cracks in the tell different?
Is this the instant we realize there's a strange gap where a missing?
With a picture of the Mountains shaped like your mood swings
It bring back memories of a distant time when we hardly
To understand our

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

I spent my cent on incense so I could get the scent
Of my last floating away. It was a sad, sad day. It was a sad, sad day.
When I lit the match in the pack, burned my fingertips
Just to prove that I pain.
Oh, not a shame; it's the game that I play with petrified pieces of clay.
Just to build back never was so when we're done
We can destroy without guilty.
Please don't miss me. Please don't kiss me with lips made of future reform.
Yes, I'm cracked and torn between the lies and that form
In the center of this outline. Just this one time
I'll help you interpret why I fit so inside.

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