Luyện nghe bài hát Worn Out

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

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

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

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

The balls flying, one, two, three, in and down I go
People retch in while I scream 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 of both my knees, mother sings to hush
Make a to the sky in honor of a man like sand
Who'll wash away in time and he ne'er be here again

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