Luyện nghe bài hát Two Violins, Which Are Meant To Represent The Forest

Nowhere you'd be than fifteen blocks away
Tonight you're embracing it, tomorrow, to say
Deem love unconditional but the real don't work that way
we examine it, we don't know what to say
She tells her not, not to take your calls
The severed heads line the bed, their names all in the wall
It's not cool to act like it's a big deal
She her roommates not to take your call
You hear her telling from the hall
Sloppy kids get drunk and their cars
Big Wheels, it's no big deal, it's no big deal
We create images to make our seem pretty
We through our rooms in search of a life worth living
But what good does image do we're tired and unforgiving?
The you've read next to your bed, the words all roll in your mouth
Even if you could say just what you meant do you think you could it out?
She her roommates not to take your call
You hear her them from the hall
You up slow scared as hell
not kidding, this is real
Nowhere you'd be than tied to a line to her
you'll try again, as for tomorrow, you're not sure