Luyện nghe bài hát No Medication

Patience,
race off the taste
Of precious times
A thing
Won't pay you no

me, slowly
They were the
was the war
The kind of
hurt you no more

'Cause it's
You're no feeling
Just of revealing
And of the truth

And alright
If all run by crazies
There's small
There's no
For all of blues

Hungry,
At a table bursting
A privileged
Impressive
Don't take you no

Loaded,
A cigarette,
a lighted fuse
A thing
A furious

'Cause it's
leaving no feeling
Just of redeeming
And of the truth

And it's
If it's all run by
small consolation
There's no
For all of blues