Luyện nghe bài hát Broken

He's got a voice and a twisted smile
he's been that way now for quite awhile
He's got blood on his shoes and mud on his
Did he do it to or was it done to him?

Now people say he don't look well
But all he needs from I can tell
Is someone to help away all the paint
From his purple hands it gets too late

I saw him stand alone under a broken street
So sincere Silent Night
But the trees they were full and the grass was
It was the sweetest thing I had seen

He may slow
That don't mean he's nowhere
He may be slow
That don't mean going nowhere