Luyện nghe bài hát Starting Over

One, two, now
Those 3 years, I was so proud of
And I threw ''em all for 2 Styrofoam cups
The irony, everyone will that he lied to me
Made my sobriety so public, there's no fuckin'
If I don't talk about it then I carry a
08-10-08, but now it's been in every
When they put me in some boxes say
That I never was, it's the false prophet that came
And will they that everything that I written has all been fake
Oh well just take my slip to the grave
Uh, what the fuck are my parents say?
The story that got his life together and changed
And you know pain looks like
When you tell dad you relapsed and look him directly into his face
The seep on your shoulder's the heavy weight
I haven't seen tears like this on my
In a the trust that I once built's been betrayed
But I'd rather telling the truth than be judged for my mistakes
Them falsely held up, give em props, loved and
I guess I gotta get on the page

sick and helpless, lost the compass where self is
I know I gotta do and I can't help it
One day at a is what they tell us
Now I gotta find a way to tell
God 'em
One day at a time is what they us
Now I find a way to tell them

We so hard
Now we gotta get back we lost, lost
I you'd go
But you were me all along along

And every kid came up to me
And said I was the music they listened to when first got clean
Now look at me, a couple days
I'm fighting
of that meeting on the east side
Shaking tweakin', hope they don't see it
Hope that no one is
That no one recognizes that failure under that
Was posted in the back with my hands crossed
If they call on me I'm passing, if they talk to me I'm out that door
But before I can make it stops me and says are you Macklemore?
Maybe this the place or time
I just wanted to say that if it wasn't for side I wouldn't have made it
I just down at the ground and say thank you
She tells me she has 9 and that she's so grateful
in her eyes, looking like she's gonna cry fuck!
I got 48 hours, treated like I'm some wise monk
I wanna her I relapsed but I can't
I just shake her hand and her congrats
Get back to my car and I I'm tripping yea
'Cause God wrote Otherside, that pen was in my
I'm a flawed man, man I fucked up up
Like so many others I just never I would
I never I would, didn't pick up the book
Doin' it by myself, didn't turn out good

If I can be an of getting sober
Then I can be an example of over
If I can be an example of getting
Then I can be an of starting over

We fell so
Now we gotta get back we lost lost
I you'd go
But you were with me all along

We fell so
Now we gotta get back what we lost