Luyện nghe bài hát The Artist in The Ambulance

Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires
Red light, can't stop so I spin the
My world goes black before i feel an lift me up
And I open bloodshot eyes fluorescent white
They flip the siren, hit the lights, the doors and I am gone

Now I lay here my life to a stranger
And I realize that words are not enough
I'm here with the question of just
What I to show except the promises I never kept?
I lie here on this bed, under the weight of my regrets

I hope that I will never let you down, I
this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really

It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do right I know that
There's a difference between sleight of hand and giving everything you
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to it

Rhetoric can't raise the dead, I'm sick of talking
there's no change, I'm sick of empty words
Let's and not follow late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Red light, can't stop so I spin the

My world goes before I feel
An angel steal me from the greedy jaws of and chance
And pull me in with steady hands they've me a second chance
The artist in the ambulance, can we you off the ground
More than flashing lights and