Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of New York

Here I am, we are
As it will go on
Noise, noise
Candles burn, are low
I a place to go

Life in constant state of moving nowhere
The music is nice, floats the air
Sounds of waves crashing
Percussive submissions, conditions
Writing with the hand
Unknowing and the chance

Why not Why not try?
constant game I play to stay high
But all is just a state of
All is of your choice
Constant evolution, adaptation
state of moving nowhere

Footsteps, silence is
Kindness is brave, is long
Loving is necessary, I need it, we it
Searching, looking for the
It is nowhere, it is

Preaching, pleading, praying for God to
are we waiting for?
Why are we so of taking charge?
But it's always changing,
In the state of going nowhere

We all have demons to battle, roads to
Crosses to bear, mistakes and
Candles and their glow
Water and its constant

Endless horizon, rocks of long gone
Still strong, still and so are we
we are forever
The constant of going nowhere

The constant state of nowhere
state of going nowhere
Con-con-constant state of moving
Constant state of moving

like a jungle
It's a jungle

It's like a jungle out here, so much struggle out
And my dreams my rest, sleep's the cousin of death
Always feels like a race against father
In the streets of New

All I see is street hoes, and holes in my people
Only crime fills the brain, like I'm going insane
The revolution has to start, waste no time
In the streets of New

New York, New York, New
New York, New City
New York, New York, New
New York, New City

New York, New York, New
New York, New York
New York, New York, New
New York, New York

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New York, New City
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