Luyện nghe bài hát Starting Over

One, two, now
Those 3 years, I was so proud of
And I threw ''em all away for 2 Styrofoam
The irony, everyone will think 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 changed in every
they put me in some boxes that say
That I never was, it's the false prophet never came
And will they think that everything that I written has all fake
Oh well I'll take my slip to the grave
Uh, the fuck are my parents gonna say?
The success that got his life together and changed
And you what pain looks like
When you your dad you relapsed and look him directly into his face
The seep on your shoulder's the seemingly weight
I haven't seen tears this on my girl
In a while the trust that I once built's been
But I'd rather telling the truth than be judged for my mistakes
Them held up, give em props, loved and praised
I I gotta get this on the page

Feeling sick and helpless, lost the compass where is
I know what I gotta do and I help it
One day at a time is what they us
Now I gotta find a way to them
God 'em
One day at a is what they tell us
Now I gotta find a way to them

We so hard
Now we get back what we lost, lost
I felt go
But you were me all along along

And every kid that up to me
And said I was the music listened to when they first got clean
Now look at me, a couple sober
I'm demons
Back of that meeting on the side
Shaking tweakin', that they don't see it
Hope that no one is
That no one recognizes failure under that hoodie
Was in the back with my hands crossed shooken
If they call on me I'm passing, if talk to me I'm booking out that door
But before I can make it somebody stops me and says are you
Maybe this isn't the or time
I just to say that if it wasn't for other side I wouldn't have made it
I just down at the ground and say thank you
She tells me she has 9 months and she's so grateful
Tears in her eyes, looking like she's cry fuck!
I barely got 48 hours, treated like I'm wise monk
I wanna tell her I but I can't
I just shake her hand and tell her
Get to my car and I think I'm tripping yea
God wrote Otherside, that pen was in my hand
I'm a flawed man, man I fucked up up
so many others I just never thought I would
I thought 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
I can be an example of starting over

We so hard
Now we gotta get what 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