Luyện nghe bài hát Turnpike Divides

There's a thousand black
around in my blood stream
I'd to take a thousand pills
To find out where headlights lead.
Is it New York?
Is it freezing in your
Because I caught a deep
When I went the Hudson again.
It's alright, city lights,
the Turnpike divides,
Waving to my former life.
I don't to be a self-medicator
But it's hard to when you're born to run.
I'm sick of living life in the Garden State
But all the roads are home again.
Cross has got a headstone all picked out for me
And my job is to walk around until I fall down at it's feet.
home is just the place you can never escape:
From the Camden City graves to the of the Palisades
It's alright, city lights,
the Turnpike divides,
Waving goodbye to my life.
I want to be a self-medicator
But it's hard to sleep when born to run.
I'm sick of life in the Garden State Trap
But all the are pointing home again.
And be counting the city lights
Blinking on and off as life passes by
And I'm left behind, standing on the of the Jersey Turnpike.
Buildings seem to rise coffins full of stars getting buried in the sky.
You want to laugh and dance... to be free? Well,
I've thinking about those days I wanted to sleep
And you'd wake me up just you'd leave
And I'd fall back a dream:
Walking in fresh city snow that never seen
And I'd never leave side.