Luyện nghe bài hát The Sound Of Ataris

the sound of kills working class men
who know they'll never drive fast cars again
heroes are broken the cello is
pictures of babies are covered with
are bleeding the sneakers have holes
decaying rooftops have goals
throw it away set free
run to the ocean don't worry me

i have lots of and the road has no end
and your time is money and i've got to spend
time on the outside of being
from forgotten theories i proved

i have of friends and my life is pretend
and i'll run and i'll run and i understand
how my feet out the cold desert breeze
and people drink coffee inside redwood
renaissance uncles and surgical
polar fleece cousins in old navy pants
with heroes all published and upgraded
and laptops for hearts are sharp and serrated
carve me a pawn, carve me a
me the queen of my own storybook
gather some branches and me a cane
for it gets hard to support my own weight

i have lots of friends and what's blended mend
i'm bo and my sheep are the dreams i attend
small and unruly and your shirt
pictures of are covered with dirt

i have lots of friends and the road is my
and my thoughts are all when they don't bend
over and wrap underneath and
pictures of babies are all
and they're buried down in the ground

i have lots of
i lots of friends
i lots of friends
i have of friends

the sound of ataris kills me and my
'cause we know that never go back there again
we play playstation
but it's not the