Luyện nghe bài hát The City has Sex

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

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

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

feeling's familiar
I've been here
In a kitchen quiet, I waited for
A of just something that might reassure me of anything close
To or motion with reasons to move
I something I want to be close to
And I scream but I don't know why I do it
Because the never stays it just swells and decays
So is the point?

Why try to what is now so certain?
The truth is all that is a passing that will be forgotten