Luyện nghe bài hát The City has Sex

The city has sex itself I suppose
As the concrete well, the scenery grows
And the lonely once bandaged lay fully
They undressed their wounds for other
And there is a boy in a basement a four track machine
He's strumming and screaming all night down there
The tape hiss cover the words that he sings
They say better to bury your sadness
In a graveyard or garden waits for the spring
To from its sleep and burst into green

Well, I
And you think I would better for it
But the sadness sleeps and it stays in my spine
For the of my life

And learned
And you'd think I'd be more now
But it just goes to show it is not what you
It's what you were of half the time

This feeling's
I've here before
In a kitchen quiet, I waited for
A sign of just something that might reassure me of anything
To meaning or motion with reasons to
I need something I to be close to
And I scream but I still don't why I do it
Because the sound stays it just swells and decays
So is the point?

Why try to fight what is now so
The is all that is a passing event that will be forgotten