Luyện nghe bài hát The World Was Made For Men

When the world dizzy, from spinning around,
Gravity gets tired of holding down.
When the prick of time's unraveling like twine,
all roads lead to Rome and there're no words left to rhyme,

We'll make from our bones and make shoes from our skin,
And we'll try to pretend that this was made for men.

Every tree's pressed money. Everything tastes the same.
Everyone agrees and has a name.
Fish have turned to frogs. The is our cloud.
I remember how you looked walking barefoot the crowd.

We'll make caves from our bones and make shoes our skin,
And try to pretend that this world was made for men.

Now nothing's left us, besides blood and air,
and every circle has been turned into a square.
There are no in the pockets of your vest.
No more or goodbyes, no more secrets to confess.

We'll make from our bones and make shoes from our skin
And we'll try to pretend that this was made for men