Luyện nghe bài hát Worn Out

Wonder flood the valley, tunnel the soil
Free advice with constant wit, never to
Bums rush the high grass field with shoes of plastic lace
That untie at the first step, not the that wins the race

Herein lies my sure demise, 'haps my one bright
This or then the other tact falls and starts to bleed
Can you hear a toneless rhyme between my bones and sunken
No, I think not, as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise

Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn
I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this

Is it my own version of a terrifying across
An unforgiving landscape, when all I is sleep?
here before me is an ugly naked truth
I know no more than a drunkard in a dunk tank booth

The balls flying, one, two, three, in and down I go
People retch in laughter while I out for more
Now I'm dry electric shock, I the sky like a broken clock
I tie my lace and then I go back to my walk

Stuttering for or a comforting brush
Across the backs of my knees, mother sings to hush
Make a castle to the sky in of a man like sand
wash away in time and he will ne'er be here again

Oh, my little worn out on a goddamn road
I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this