Luyện nghe bài hát Worn Out

Wonder flood the valley, feed the soil
Free advice with constant wit, to recoil
Bums rush o'er the high grass field with shoes of lace
That untie at the first step, not the 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 a toneless rhyme between my bones and sunken eyes?
No, I not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise

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

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

The come 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 watch the sky like a clock
I tie my plastic lace and then I go back to my

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

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