Luyện nghe bài hát Bruised Orange

My heart's in the ice house, come hill or valley
Like a ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a cold winter's morning to a church
to shovel some snow

I heard sirens on the train track howl naked nuder
An altar boy's hit by a local commuter
from walking with his back turned
To the that was coming so slow

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw your hands in the air, say does it matter?
But it don't do no good to get angry so help me, I

For a stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a of your very own chain of sorrow

I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back
I sat on a park bench, kissed the with the black hair
And my head shouted down to my
"You look out below"

Hey, it ain't such a long drop, don't stammer stutter
From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the
And you those bruises to remind you wherever you go

You can out the window, get mad and get madder
Throw your hands in the air, say what does it
But it do no good to get angry so help me, I know

For a stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a of your very own chain of sorrow

My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come
Like a ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a cold winter's morning to a church
to shovel some snow

I heard sirens on the track howl naked gettin' nuder
An boy's been hit by a local commuter
Just walking with his back turned
To the train that was coming so

You can gaze out the window, get mad and get
Throw your hands in the air, say what does it
But it don't do no good to get angry so me, I know

For a heart stained in anger weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit
Wrapped up in a trap of very own chain of sorrow