Luyện nghe bài hát Those Days

Aching, caught in a
It's every muscle to move again
Sleepless nights, Sundays
Heavy eyes, it's a of the Mondays

Sinking, feet in the sand
I'm thinking I should before landing
In a six hole, where the arrow is pointing
To a danger that I should be avoiding

O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Must be one of days
O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh,
But I haven't to complain

Shaking, tied to the tracks
I'm waiting for the of the train engine
And no one cares, nobody
But to stop and stare and with their fingers

Feeling, in the dark
You know I'm heeling, but only a start
Because the wind blow and topple me over
And the will wash me to nowhere

O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Must be one of those
O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh,
But I haven't to complain

when the day's over
I've got your
To help me the weight pulling under
you wonder how everybody gets through the day

O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh,
Must be one of those
O-oh-oh-oh-oh, O-oh-oh-oh-oh,
But I haven't to complain