Luyện nghe bài hát Sidewalk Chalk Pt. 2

They gave me canines and now I'm like a dog
Dead and in its favorite spot.
I'm like 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
Like information on Highway 41
Trying to block out songs blaring from a
At the red light.
And no, I'm not alright.

I'm writing this as an apology to who knew 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 there's a strange gap where a missing?
With a picture of the Rocky Mountains shaped like your mood
It bring memories of a distant time when we hardly tried
To understand our

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

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

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