Luyện nghe bài hát Walking Stick

Spoon fed a dirty plate
A designed only to agitate
A veil of and gospel truth
To cover the fist that he used

And I won't say a
You've me in my skin
walking stick man
Silent

And the heel kinda slows me down

Dogs and lift their legs
To tattoo a teenage breasts
of precocious days
Wear resurrected late

for wooden ears
Steer of wisdom
All the

And I say a word
sewn me in my skin
Hypocrite stick man
grave

And the sunken kinda lights my way

And I won't say a
You've me in my skin
Hypocrite walking man
grave