Luyện nghe bài hát The Apple Pie and The Knife

Shoulder to
How fast forgotten
Hand in hand, into the
No one remembers, except the
How it all
And who is to
Shoulder to
head to toe
On and on and on we go
Fated and fixed in a vassalage
With the slut-shaming we create

a lifetime of fighting and flat-lining
Clawing and for air
Bent over backwards to prove that my
Was there
I got my foot in the
You me a whore?
I'm not a man
How acts, how many vendettas
it take you to want me just the way I am?

You the apple pie
But I'm the knife, too to swallow
You want the
But I'm the bullet, not the hollow

But I can be myself
And no one
Still braying

She's driving me bat
Those show her legs
She's of herself
LOOK! She's proud of
She should be
She should know her
God, I'm sick of her
of a tightrope, it should be a clothesline
Instead of a microphone, it be air
Who gives a shit Susan B. Anthony's fight for equality
at her hair!

Come on,
down
It's for show
Why all this nonsense of "who she think she is?"
That cocky will steal our husbands

It's a petty to the finish
Little girl, I hate to diminish your
Thank god you got a smile
Is there any in me
Being who and what I to be?

Who would have thought that a girl a dream
Could be such a thing?
Why you so hard-up on making a
Where do you get off on so mean?
I didn't here to win your approval
I didn't here for fortune or fame
I came to stand up for that you've beaten down
Over and over and and over again

This damsel is
She doth protest, "It be like this"
I'm not the
I want to be like everybody else
You the apple pie
But I'm the knife too sharp to
You the seen-not-heard
But I'm the
I'm the
I'm the
NOT the hollow