Luyện nghe bài hát Blacktop

1]
I myself out into the wilderness
Not a forced exile, I'm searching for bliss
Blood orange crescent
the blacktop's running lines
Carry my spirit far from the and light
Of the built upon brute and might
The soul savor
The apple, heavy, over-ripe on my simple
the stomach

Blind my eyes flashing lights
Dull my senses in wine
me to all of your grandeur
I'd still for bitter savor

2]
Egos to inflame from a young age
Images and influence to persuade
Our common sensibilities toward a race
For which there is no end, no hanging tape
Don't let your be insulted
Don't be taken for a
in knowledge and experience
Wherein a true fortune is made

So I won't buy what they've tried to sell me
up your passion for that 401k
Put your true callings

3]
Chase
The American
I'd rather run into the wild, the wind, the cold
Than gain the of the world and forfeit my soul

I won't buy what they've always to sell me
Give up your passion for 401k
Put away your true

4]
We fight against the tide to retain that of life
become all too extinguished
The of time
To never grow old, only more wise
all the suffering and the bite
One breath at a
Is all it takes to keep on
All it takes to alive
To stay