Luyện nghe bài hát Tundra/Desert

Every fickle fucker
what makes ya
Till they treat you like
Weigh opinions, more like air than lead

Every planned
Surefire up ahead
Till they you like desert
See mirages of friendship, face red

soon to be an anchor
Build the to nothing, you'll get nowhere
governor's mother knows
That bread is buttered by Sam

And about science?
find the proof
And let you
own decisions

Every child wonders
If they a future up ahead
Every kind hearted
I think there is one

Every opinion
I I had one
Every opinion
I, I I had one

Stand on in water
Filling jars full of you'll get nowhere