Luyện nghe bài hát Were Zero Meets Fifteen

My car down in Arizona, have to ride the bus again, at ten-o-clock on
Tuesday night, thirteen cents and a broken pen.
I put my backpack on the bench, tell two people i smoke, see the cop
across the street, he thinks that am dope.
I could walked another block, to get away from the scene.
Why does it come to this, where the zero meets fifteen?
And so i gave my thirteen cents, to the man who his pants.
He passes out and falls on me, i watch my fall from his hands.
I see the lady next to me, holds her baby and blue.
The junkie keep asking, where i got my new tatoo.
What does it anyway, thirteen cents or all I own?
HOw can i ever save the world, on cup-o-soup and loans?
I want to try and save the world, but it never that way.
God i dont what to do, down oat Colfax and Broadway.
Now the man no shoes on, says i dont know how to play.
He i fumble all the time.
He thinks that i am Elway.
I put my face in my hands, water wells inside my eyes.
What do i have to give
Does it matter if i
I stand to see you suffer, i try to intellectualize, a formula to end
your pain, it doesnt work, God Ive tried.
myu cup is overfilled.
Sometimes Im to that Im going to spill.