Luyện nghe bài hát Cannonball

I don't know was wrong
But I as strong
I've daisies hold cannonballs above them
But if was a dream
I still know that I've
Fields of hold cannonballs above them

I'm so far perfect
You still loved me I so far from deserved it
If I'm so brave why does looking you in the eye take ounce of my courage?
I hang my to the linoleum and count the freckles on the floor
All of us, all of us are a galaxy of little storms
The good and in me wage a bloody civil war
The missiles whistle through me then the rebel roar
I shiver and the final slivers of my chivalry retreat my core
I can't imagine the I'll ever be like before
Before,
We're in a field in Golden Gate Park off Fulton and 4th
And never felt less alone
Just a block from the home outgrown
Five feet and years to the right from where dad proposed
An inch above this of stones, grass and mud
needles, lost guitar picks, Indian tombs, and dinosaur bones
Everything all at once
And the is spinning like a hubcap, and not just because of the drugs
We hugged and laid there in others' arms all night
when the sprinklers cried on us we didn't mind
We had the rest of our to be dry
So we until the edges of the sky turned light
I have stay until our hair turned white
The mosquitoes to feast on time
Got at our expense, we didn't mind
We let them bite, we kept on kissing and
Say "bottoms up, you've only got til so enjoy the ride!"
And I couldn't imagine I would ever be unhappy again
And I whispered in your ear that this is already a poem
That I just figured out my first tattoo was going to be of bug
Decided I'd commemorate their bloody drink by three circles on my ankle
Perfect and pink in ink
The beautiful wounds that keep me, you and this moment forever linked
To remind me when I myself, when I fail everyone around me
When I and come tearing through your walls
When the cocktail of humiliation and poisons my veins
And this of carnage, this mansion of garbage, this parking lot of carcasses
This heartbreak party drains the spirit remains
That I been a part of something worthwhile
To me of the pleasure your pulse
The of your breath
The rise and of our fortunes and our chests
These triumphs and flops
That if that moment meant nothing to the universe,
the closest thing to God I've got
I'm so far perfect
So far been worth it