Luyện nghe bài hát Tinsel & Sawdust

We're the of American portions
Caught on the sleeves, yesterday's
From the cut grass out on the interstate
Where the wheels keep on
we've sealed our fate

Tinsel & sawdust, who's gonna you up?

So a guitar that you use to strum
You got very far but you could still sing along
The pastiche of childhood memories
Has got you down on knees
You you can't escape these things

& sawdust, who's gonna give you up?
It's not who you are, it's just you've become

Skies fold into roads, we've been for days
Feeling more at home I'm this far away
the cassette of the mixed tape you made
Light up a joint, let our souls catch rays

Tinsel & sawdust, I'm gonna you up
not who you are, its just what we've become
Tinsel & sawdust, & sawdust