Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Be Saved

Lose your keys under the house, the button from your blouse,
Lose the plastic ring from the parade-
Lose the color in lips, lose the swingin' in your hips,
But if you me in your grips I must be saved,

Lose the we learned, lose the taste of bread you earned,
the stash you always kept but never craved-
Lose your rhythm, lose your lines, lose your of passing time,
But if you lose me in mind I must be saved,

And if you find your conscience plagued by misplaced or righteous rage.
Then lose yourself instead till you to forget.

Lose your passion and your hope, lose the in your rope,
Lose your armor in the struggles that you
Lose, the children that you bore, lose the battle, the war,
But if you lose me in your I must be saved,

Lose your for winners, your patience with forgiveness,
You don't to be a master or a slave-
your senses, lose your mind, lose your faith in human kind,
But if you lose me down the I must be saved,

And if you find conscience plagued by some misplaced or righteous rage
lose-yourself instead till you remember to forget.

Lose perfection for a start, the dream you kept apart,
Lose the to find another who'd behave,
And then if you haven't yet, 'lose your loser's regret
For if you me in your net I must be saved

Lose the vows we spoke, lose the punch-line to the joke,
Lose your as if willingly you gave-
the kettle on the pot, you can lose the best you've got
But if you lose me in your heart. I must be