Luyện nghe bài hát Twenty

When you're younger, people tell you when you grow up you'll know more
but the older I get the less I understand the world.
And I can hardly people that I knew before.
It only took me two to find out who they really are
and who they've been.
From the new angle I stand,
I see those that make them human.

The ones you thought
now are greying, now are frail.
The you went to for your answers
are as lost and as confused.
A sweeps children off their feet and
tosses them into a sea of overwhelming
those things they didn't to see.
And here they that 20.
Like in the country,
the towering in front of me.

We're twenty. twenty.
do people our age do?
Are we all closet philosophers and record junkies
twenty. We're twenty.
Reusing our old coffee grinds cause we can't afford brew.
Though we say we're men and women,
I think we all just to fit in.

You have friends get stupid
and some who are firm.
You try to step on the balance beam that grazes both their worlds.
You're searching for your definition while the heard
and you're conscious of the that you probably cost more than you're worth.
Still, a night is calling
And God you a paycheck.

Till one day it all you
the says, "Act your age"
And you're into an intersection that parts 50 ways.
Feet mesmerized and terrified to know your life change
Cause the second that you pick a route is the second you'll say,

"Did I the right one?"
"In hindsight, I be proud?"
But the only way to know is to it.
We're twenty. twenty.
do people our age do?
Are we all closet and record junkies too?
We're twenty. twenty.
our old coffee grinds cause we can't afford fresh brew.
Though we say grown men and women,
I think we all just to fit in.

Folks'll ask you your future, the obstacle you've only feigned
and you're feelin' yourself lying to 'em just to keep 'em
With fingers crossed behind your back, it don't feel good to like that
But who really expects a whippersnap' to advice from just any old hand?
just anyone who passes
We don't take words the masses

Cause who knows where you'll be for the next twenty or more
what tragedies or will come a-knocking at your door.
For now most important jobs are trying to keep a level head
trying to pick up own shovel,
and a lot of hands
Cause memories are
all the bad ones
And 20's you make 'em.

We're twenty. twenty.
What do our age do?
Are we all closet philosophers and junkies too?
twenty. We're twenty.
Reusing our old coffee cause we can't afford fresh brew.
Though we say we're men and women,
I we all just want to fit in.

twenty. We're twenty.
What do our age do?
Are we all closet and record junkies too?
Do we all re-use our grinds cause we can't afford fresh brew?
Can we all only stretch as far out as our debts us to?
we insist that we've got it together,
call ourselves men and women,
I we all just want to fit in.