Luyện nghe bài hát Worn Out

Wonder flood the valley, feed the soil
advice with constant wit, never to recoil
Bums rush o'er the high field 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 between my bones and sunken eyes?
No, I think not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's

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

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

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

Stuttering for or a comforting brush
the backs 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 will ne'er be here

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