Luyện nghe bài hát The Lichtenberg Figure

I'm not the greatest
Oh, I'm not the greatest, no
I'm not perfect, not even
This you better listen up

Oh, life have barely
Twenty-two, pissed
Plenty of shits in the
And Nikes on my

Many pieces are missing since I back home
I deal with my own life
I'm
Another empty wreck,

I'm just the of a man which is absent
I'm his skin but I'm partially vacant
What I have is far from being
But I write open-hearted, my balls in the
it, I'm done with swallowing bullshit
Since hitting it off has become an
I needed than these words going nowhere
To you that my life is not such a poem

Some black will get so much bigger
No how lucky I am
I've never learned how to live the thunder
My heart is a rod
And I'm walking a thunderstorm
by the lights
With my half shut

I do live through lines
this song just to say what I got to
I need more than these words
Just to show you it's a struggle
To be able to believe in this

I write with my heart
Even if it can be so
Just listen, heartbeat have so much to say
I can't keep it in
I just keep it in

I'm not the writer
And this isn't the song
I'm not perfect, not novelist
I'm not saint, I'm not a fucking
this, I'm just drifting
I keep moving by the movement
I'm still to pull the strings of my fucking life

Oh, you can keep the
The fame, the and the whores
Cause I'm a body-shaped shell in a sorry