Luyện nghe bài hát Waste Of Breath

You paint your jacket but it comes off in the rain
And the more you cut hair the more it grows again
The you pin on yourself fall off or start to rust
And the more they the piss the less people you can trust

It's the story of your
And the end of your death
And every word in between
Is just a waste of

You don't know who you might been or who you now should be
Or what you ought to write on walls or why you wanna be
And then you start to cos the inspiration's there
But not sure how to use it anyway and no one seems to care

You're the classic all-round who never seems to win
You'd like to write a book but you're not sure how to
It's the story of your
And the end of your death
And every that's in between is just a waste of breath