Luyện nghe bài hát Worn Out

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

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

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

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

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

Stuttering for coffee or a comforting
Across the of both my knees, mother sings to hush
a castle to the sky in honor of a man like sand
Who'll away in time and he will ne'er be here again

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