Luyện nghe bài hát Upton

i'm not i'm a no good piece of shit
i hear eeryday, it just rolls off my back
left out no one to talk to
alone with the in my head
the people i knock me down,
so i sit like a piece of washed up on the curb
and it's funny in a place where one in ten have no
i hear one in ten encouraging words
"yeah the wisemen don't shit,
it's a poor fuck like me on the streets i got it all out"
an old man piss drunk on a wednesday
a from his dirty toothless mouth made me smile
and he asked me for a smoke and change
a was all i had to give
i sat around watching thinking stupid fucking thoughts about
my friends and my girl and my and myself
and i i could go drinking
noone knew my name and i didn't know anyone else
i sat bored accomplishing nothing
another summer day, more thrown away
"now don't be offended and curse me out,
but i'm starving and i sure could use dimes"
i looked up at a young man not older than me
gave him a and a smoke and some time
he said "i fought for sam and now he won't fight for me
he threw me out when i was serving time
i said i wouldn't go into special and kill
he said 'then stay out on the streets and die'"
yeah two kinds of prisons
some say one you're locked up and everythings outside
and another where you're and everything is locked away.