Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth

I've putting on and putting off too many people
And I'm old to live
an injured man, ailments and unfilled prescriptions
Like the nose on my

Like a broken boat, a safety raft and a love for the
Well I just can't
To sink or swim, me or them, should I save myself
Or go back for the

Because there's no gray
And I was wrong to 'em so
And then all that I've to do
Was done a time ago

Because was life before my life
was provision before my need
There was redemption my sin
For the of the world I thank the lord
the truth's not contingent on me

Because been dressing up
And dressing for too many people
And I'm a young to live
a troubled boy, a troubled soul, a fish out of water
Because all just the same

We're all as good, and just as bad and just as distracted
By the of our eyes
As our were, and theirs before and all those before them
And still I glance

And with the way I stare think
I'd through a two-by-four
And with the way I you'd think
I'd seen grace before

Because there was before my life
was provision before my need
There was redemption my sin
For the sake of the world I the lord
the truth's not contingent on me

But I've been putting up, down too many things
I know nothing about
But I'm jealous of pride as tight as I can
Like she was my daughter

Because there was before my life
was provision before my need
There was before my sin
For the of the world I thank the lord
That the not contingent on me

the truth's not contingent on me