Luyện nghe bài hát Staging a Traffic Jam

A bridge staging a traffic jam
Intention stained upon
the sky's darkest clouds
Constipated of condensation

At the there was innocence
Breaks my heart doesn't make no
start again that's the recompense
Just to fly

In a sense it's
my only defense on a guilt trip
And being held hostage, I'll my heart around you
wrap my arms around you falling down the stairs

See chair, see this empty room
There's my heart, there's my open
'Cause the end comes too soon
try to get by