Luyện nghe bài hát The Ride

Standing in the doorway of unfamiliar place,
Searching through a display of these fates.

These or those, I suppose, I can't tell the difference but,
All I know is I am hopeless, and the is so hard to see.

Just try to enjoy the ride, she's good luck, I'm saying goodbye.

I remember any part of this, imagination won't let me resist,
and the red line is me over, and over.

Staring at a of deceitful guarantees,
which direction will balance but not impede.

These or those, no one knows, I can't tell the difference but,
All I know is, I am hopeless, and I find out eventually.

Just try to enjoy the ride, saying good luck, I'm saying goodbye.

I remember any part of this, imagination won't let me resist,
And the red line is me over, and over.

You could be the killing me, or the answer that will set me free.
Oh the red is tempting me over, and over.

Even though my are open, I can't see this road ahead....

I won't remember any part of this, won't let me resist,
And the red line is me over, and over.

You could be the question me, or the answer that will set me free,
Oh the red line is me over, and over.