Luyện nghe bài hát Starting Over

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

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

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

And kid that came up to me
And said I was the music they listened to when they got clean
Now look at me, a days sober
I'm fighting
Back of that meeting on the side
tweakin', hope that they don't see it
Hope no one is looking
That no one that failure under that hoodie
Was posted in the back with my crossed shooken
If they call on me I'm passing, if they talk to me I'm booking out door
But before I can make it somebody stops me and says are you
Maybe this isn't the place or
I just to say that if it wasn't for other side I wouldn't have made it
I just look down at the 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 some monk
I wanna tell her I but I can't
I just shake her hand and her congrats
Get back to my car and I think I'm yea
'Cause God Otherside, that pen was in my hand
I'm a flawed man, man I fucked up up
Like so many others I just never thought I
I never I would, didn't pick up the book
it by myself, didn't turn out that good

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

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

We so hard
Now we gotta get back we lost lost