Luyện nghe bài hát Sketchbooks

We have one left
And damn, I love these
But, my God, I my bed
And reading I understand
I still do this
And I I could keep it up
Though I knew that be rough
I didn't understand

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

I'm sketchbooks again
But less pages than spine
As every newer chapters
me grasping at mine

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

years on top of wheels
Breaking my in this floor
For glorified of home
That I know, simply don't anymore

I'm keeping again
But they're less than spine
As every body's chapters
Keep me grasping at
Wrecked my own
Twisted and bent into the worst
Who could I to love
A man with expired ambitions

Despite the weather being overcast, I'll sunglasses on
For the first two of ten hour drive
Let me through this backseat view of capitols
Listening to all the songs That me want 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 than
As every newer chapters
me grasping at mine