Luyện nghe bài hát Slippin Through The Cracks

Like the salt of the earth, spilt upon a wooden floor
Falling through the cracks, to a place you cant it anymore
You could take a pinch of it and give a lucky
Smile at the as you aint got no loss

Paper bags and lanes
Whos dreams are flying all to

He cant put his finger on the feeling that he lacks
A spirit too disposable, recycled and cut
From tradition to a mission, hes the
Slippin through the

Working in the big time, got so many in the fire
A resiviore of angry cars downing in the of desire

Theres a worth of information that road that we all need
Praying on the ignorance, selfishness and
Looking for on a road that offers little guaranteed
He looks on and he wonders if hell be apart
Is he the hunter or the
Confusion in his
Tears of desperation just get washed away just
through the cracks

He just cant put his finger on the feeling that he
A spirit too disposable, and cut back
tradition to a mission, hes the greatest and just
Slippin the cracks

Hes slippin through the
Slippin through the
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