Luyện nghe bài hát Sketchbooks

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

There are nights I'd rather at home
In the with my friends
Singing that embarrass us all
From the times when we met

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

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

years on top of wheels
Breaking my back in floor
For ideas of home
I know, simply don't exist anymore

I'm keeping again
But less pages than spine
As body's newer chapters
Keep me at mine
my own nerves
Twisted and into the worst positions
Who I expect to love
A mangled man with expired

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

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