Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Straw

Hotel hobbies dawns hollow corridors
A typewriter out a stream of memories
Drying out a conscience, evicting a
Opening the doors for the to come home

We out lives in private shells
Ignore out senses and ourselves
Into that out there there's someone else cares
Someone to answer all our

Are we too far gone, are we so
Have we our balls, or do we just not care
We're terminal that keep talking medicine
the end isn't quite that near
We make gestures, act to the cameras
our made up faces and pr smiles
And when the comes down to deliver us
We'll find out after all, we're men of straw

But is still the same
Passing the passing out the blame
We carry on in the old way
We'll find out we left it too one day
To say what we to say

Just when you thought it was safe to go to the water
problems seem to arise the ones you never really thought of
The you get is similar to some sort of drowning
you are out of your mind, out of your depth
You should have soundings
We're clutching at straws, we're clutching at clutching at straws

And if you ever across us don't give us your sympathy
You can buy us a drink and shake our hands
And you'll recognise by the reflections in our
That deep down inside we're all one and the
We're clutching at straws still