Luyện nghe bài hát Sketchbooks

We one week left
And damn, I these accents
But, my God, I my bed
And signs I understand
I do love this
And I said I could it up
Though I that it'd be rough
Maybe I understand

There are nights I'd stay at home
In the floor with my
Singing songs that us all
From the times when we met

I'm keeping again
But they're less than spine
As body's newer chapters
Keep me grasping at

If I were only two inches
I'd sleep so perfectly in van
But my stays full, while my body is sore
Six feet of arms and nightmares

Five on top of wheels
Breaking my back in this
For glorified of home
That I know, don't exist anymore

I'm keeping sketchbooks
But they're pages than spine
As every body's newer
me grasping at mine
Wrecked my own
Twisted and bent into the worst
Who could I expect to
A mangled man with expired

the weather being overcast, I'll keep sunglasses on
For the first two of ten hour drive
Let me cope through this backseat of capitols
Listening to all the songs That made me to be here in the first place
Let me cope through this backseat view of
Listening to any
That made me want to be in the first place

I'm sketchbooks again
But they're less pages spine
As every body's newer
Keep me grasping at