Luyện nghe bài hát Worn Out

Wonder flood the valley, tunnel feed the
Free advice with constant wit, to recoil
Bums rush o'er the high grass field with shoes of plastic
That untie at the first step, not the last wins the race

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

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

Is it my own version of a leap across
An unforgiving landscape, all I want is sleep?
Unfolding before me is an ugly naked truth
I know no more a drunkard in a circus 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 watch the sky a broken clock
I tie my plastic lace and then I go to my walk

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

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