Luyện nghe bài hát Worn Out

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

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

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

Is it my own of a terrifying 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 dunk tank booth

The balls 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 like a clock
I tie my plastic and then I go back to my walk

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

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