Luyện nghe bài hát Lately

In the fog
was tear gas floating through the twilight
And he wondered what life would be
a giant screen TV, a fridge full of beer
And a conscience that's

See
been thinking about her little tiny baby
And the boy who had to defend me
She's a good friend of
But I can't take the of her man anytime

And it won't be long till he's coming

You gotta bring your home
all those stones have all been thrown
Gotta give, get a to get a look at his kid
And he can live with whatever he did

Now
He was magazines on the front line
He was trying not to think her life
And he might have done
it seemed like neither one of them
Were any fun

See
She'd been acting kinda crazy
Oh man, I thought she was gonna me
'Cause I couldn't her little one
I had so much to do, I was so strung

And it won't be long till daddy's

You gotta bring your home
When all those stones all been thrown
You gotta give, get a chance to get a at his kid
And hope he can with whatever he did

And lately, all the hate me
And lately all the hate just escapes me

So he her
He said, "Darling, I've been feeling so alone
Am I making myself perfectly
And I'm on my way back just a couple more
And I start packed"

You gotta bring your soldier
When all those stones have all thrown
give, get a chance to get a look at his kid
And he can live with whatever he did

Lately I was wondering if she from him lately
Oh, lately I was wondering if she heard him lately