Luyện nghe bài hát Timelines

Sifting the broken glass
The echoes of my past
Keep flooding into every
scattered seeds of sycamore
Suddenly I started how I got here

Was it a matter of

Catholic my private Hell
I 'til the age of twelve
sex at seventeen
And soon Self Esteem
The did not matter
And years were a lifetime

Drowning in a heavy
Of teenage and Indie Rock
I flunked out of each course
And set my for no remorse
The nights were nowhere
And where I wanted to be

said,
"It's not a matter of time, it's just a of timing"

Do you ever wonder how you got to
It's not a matter of time, it's a matter of timing
Do you ever how you got to here?

Branded, marked and thin
angry saint went marching in
To war with of ninety proof
nothing but the ugly truth
The decade of wastage an
And everything's

Woke up 35
Though that I'm still alive
Another at normalcy
To chase the but now it seems
That days run away wild horses over the hills

said,
"It's not a matter of time, it's just a of timing"

Do you ever how you got to here?
just a matter of time
It's not a matter of time, just a matter of timing
Do you ever how you got to here?

it in and hold on while you can
All the of one day and
And you'll know exactly who you are
It's just a of timing

Do you ever wonder how you got to
It's just a matter of
It's not a matter of time, just a matter of timing

Do you ever how you got to here?
It's just a of time
It's not a matter of time, just a matter of timing

Do you ever wonder how you got to
Do you ever how you got to here?