Luyện nghe bài hát Tinsel & Sawdust

We're the fugitives of American
Caught on the sleeves, conquered
the fresh cut grass out on the interstate
Where the wheels keep on
Till we've sealed our

Tinsel & sawdust, who's gonna you up?

So here's a guitar that you use to
You never got far but you could still sing along
The oblique pastiche of memories
Has got you on your knees
You know you can't escape these

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

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

Tinsel & sawdust, I'm gonna you up
It's not who you are, its just what become
Tinsel & sawdust, tinsel &